Realization's Commitment
Title: Realization’s Commitment
Author: charisstoma
Fandom: original. mee_eep’s challenge. Lustful Liaisons verse.
follows from here
Rating: PG
Pairing: Slash
Word count: 577
Warnings: Ginseng
Summary: Djinn partying to Spell work
Never, ever let a djinn be your party planner. Baxter and his dragon djinn lover, Azre had arrived to a party already in progress. Djinn don’t like to wait for their festivities once the need arises. His Dads were committing their lives together, Kain finally having popped the question, ‘though knowing his Dad he’d probably done it without thinking of asking Papa Dick‘, had been said in an aside to Azre. His lover had laughed and pressed a kiss to his shoulder asking to see Baxter’s old room. Lust joined love was an emotion that permeated the enclosure.
The veiling joined themselves together and made wide swathes until the large expanse of space took on the appearance of a humongous silken tent in pastel shades shot through with gold and silver strands. The twinkling of specially hired fairy sparks moved amongst the folds, stroking and being stroked by the sensuous fabric djinns. The cost for those fairy sparks would have been exorbitant except for partying with the djinn was considered to be a high treat. As the night wore on the imported fae liquor flowed freely until sparks became lightning flickers became intermittent flares illuminating the whole area. There would be a competition of colors and duration between the tiny fae lights before the night had turned to dawn.
A special brook was brought in on its best behavior adding tinkling laughter which would become louder as it too imbibed until it was sloshingly drunk, it’s sound accompanied by it’s friend the wind whose voice gradually became that of stiff gusty melodies blowing through shards of fine crystals of ice.
Smells of fresh moist earth and green growing things mingled with the enticing scents of flowers and aromas of tempting ripe succulent fruits. Herbs and spices flowed on the breezes that escaped from the wind to mingle with the warmth of bodies enjoying and being enjoyed.
Under all of this were the clean ever present sands, thick cushioning to the feet and bodies of the revelers, for what were djinn without their sands. Sands that normally were occupied with resting in their deep cylinders scattered amidst the other furnishings of the agency, conduits to the deserts in far away locales. Resting in wait for the tickling of idle fingers through their grains. Today they too had flowed over to play in celebration of two lives joined, a djinn and his human lover.
The moans and happy laughter of the two lovers could be heard if one was close enough to the veiled off alcove. Soft grunts and flesh smacking on flesh that rose in tempo to the sharp cries and “Kain. Kain. Kain.” The singing of two souls entwining. Through the night this would go on. Both were expected to sleep long into the day after for such were the effects of the herbal beverage that gave vitality, ‘enhanced libido, and copulatory performance‘. The djinn’s seed would be absorbed into the human’s body, refreshed often as their love for each other was renewed. Being one with another was in truth an on going adventure of amorous exercise, quiet words of loving commitment, and soft ardent kisses.
The leather portfolio lay open from where Dick had thrown it at his lover after reading the spell.
For the Joining of Two Souls: Djinn to Human
Song of Djinn --or noises similar to Djinn sing
Djinn seed --applied liberally and often
Words of commitment to each other.
Use well and repeat as desired.
Continues here and Continues here
Ginseng. Pronounced gin-sing. Herb used to give energy, vitality, and in one study, the effects of the beverage Kain and Dick drank.
Author: charisstoma
Fandom: original. mee_eep’s challenge. Lustful Liaisons verse.
follows from here
Rating: PG
Pairing: Slash
Word count: 577
Warnings: Ginseng
Summary: Djinn partying to Spell work
Never, ever let a djinn be your party planner. Baxter and his dragon djinn lover, Azre had arrived to a party already in progress. Djinn don’t like to wait for their festivities once the need arises. His Dads were committing their lives together, Kain finally having popped the question, ‘though knowing his Dad he’d probably done it without thinking of asking Papa Dick‘, had been said in an aside to Azre. His lover had laughed and pressed a kiss to his shoulder asking to see Baxter’s old room. Lust joined love was an emotion that permeated the enclosure.
The veiling joined themselves together and made wide swathes until the large expanse of space took on the appearance of a humongous silken tent in pastel shades shot through with gold and silver strands. The twinkling of specially hired fairy sparks moved amongst the folds, stroking and being stroked by the sensuous fabric djinns. The cost for those fairy sparks would have been exorbitant except for partying with the djinn was considered to be a high treat. As the night wore on the imported fae liquor flowed freely until sparks became lightning flickers became intermittent flares illuminating the whole area. There would be a competition of colors and duration between the tiny fae lights before the night had turned to dawn.
A special brook was brought in on its best behavior adding tinkling laughter which would become louder as it too imbibed until it was sloshingly drunk, it’s sound accompanied by it’s friend the wind whose voice gradually became that of stiff gusty melodies blowing through shards of fine crystals of ice.
Smells of fresh moist earth and green growing things mingled with the enticing scents of flowers and aromas of tempting ripe succulent fruits. Herbs and spices flowed on the breezes that escaped from the wind to mingle with the warmth of bodies enjoying and being enjoyed.
Under all of this were the clean ever present sands, thick cushioning to the feet and bodies of the revelers, for what were djinn without their sands. Sands that normally were occupied with resting in their deep cylinders scattered amidst the other furnishings of the agency, conduits to the deserts in far away locales. Resting in wait for the tickling of idle fingers through their grains. Today they too had flowed over to play in celebration of two lives joined, a djinn and his human lover.
The moans and happy laughter of the two lovers could be heard if one was close enough to the veiled off alcove. Soft grunts and flesh smacking on flesh that rose in tempo to the sharp cries and “Kain. Kain. Kain.” The singing of two souls entwining. Through the night this would go on. Both were expected to sleep long into the day after for such were the effects of the herbal beverage that gave vitality, ‘enhanced libido, and copulatory performance‘. The djinn’s seed would be absorbed into the human’s body, refreshed often as their love for each other was renewed. Being one with another was in truth an on going adventure of amorous exercise, quiet words of loving commitment, and soft ardent kisses.
The leather portfolio lay open from where Dick had thrown it at his lover after reading the spell.
For the Joining of Two Souls: Djinn to Human
Song of Djinn --or noises similar to Djinn sing
Djinn seed --applied liberally and often
Words of commitment to each other.
Use well and repeat as desired.
Continues here and Continues here
Ginseng. Pronounced gin-sing. Herb used to give energy, vitality, and in one study, the effects of the beverage Kain and Dick drank.