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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2017 2:22:11 GMT
 Tag: @kiawah blood and battle
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Things were slightly on edge in Yujleda. Not because of any threat or potential enemy, but because there would soon be a shift of rule. The deteriorating health of the Emperor alerted everyone of the need to name a new one. The only possible one. It was the moment Kiawah had been training for his entire life. A public ceremony that would name him as the rule of Yujleda when the day came. Vero could not be more proud of him, and would be where he always was. With him. Protecting him. Being whatever Kia needed him to be. Especially as a protector.
Vero would not have Kia put at any risk. And this position would come with an abundance of threats. Which was why Vero was more determined than ever to play as active as a role as he could in protecting Kia. Though it went far deeper than the fact that he was the soon to be Emperor. He was taking Kia to him room, and as they neared, Vero wanted to ask him one thing. One thing that was of the utmost importance. "How are you feeling?" About everything. His father, his new position that would eventually be formalized. Just, everything. Vero could only imagine that it was a lot to take in . . . a great deal of pressure that would be placed upon his shoulders. And he wished to hear Kia speak freely about it, without fear of judgment. Which was why he had waited until they were closer to his room to ask, so that there were no prying eyes or listening ears.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2017 5:04:02 GMT
Kia was staying close by Vero as much as he could lately. He was tense, anxious. He was prepared for what was coming, but that didn't seem to stop the uncomfortable thumping in his heart. Everything was changing. And the few people who knew his true identity were changing too. He even found Nolia slightly inclining her head toward him recently. Kia couldn't help but want to cling to this life he had, and not move on to the next stage. But that wasn't an option.
When Vero and him reached the tent he shared with Nolia, Kia took in his question, then glanced around them. Deciding no one was looking, he took hold of Vero's wrist and pulled him inside the tent. Nolia was working with new recruits to warrior training, and would be gone some time. "Tense," he admitted when they were alone. His hand slid from Vero's wrist to the back of his hand, his other hand coming up to clasp Vero's hand between his own, craving the comfort of touch. "Weird," he continued, looking up at Vero, the man he trusted more than anyone else. He would probably not make such admittances to anyone else. "Even mom is being more unfamiliar." It stung. Nolia felt more like his parent than either biological one by now. He didn't feel sad that the emperor was dying, and he wondered if he should.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2017 22:01:26 GMT
Tag: @kiawah blood and battle
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Vero moved inside the tent with Kia, giving a small, soft smile at his response. It was to be expected that Kia felt tense, and even weird . . . considering how much was changing, and how much would continue to do so. He wished he could do more for the man to ease his discomfort with everything happening. With the treatment of his mother, as he had labeled it to be unfamiliar. Wordlessly, Vero led Kia over to the chair in the tent, gently urging him to sit down as he stood behind him.
He couldn't do much to bring ease to all Kia was feeling . . . but there was a way he could aid with the tension. At least physically. Vero's hands went to Kia's shoulders, starting to gently massage them. Ensuring to use minimal strength, adding small amounts of pressure to it as he gently pressed the area. "It will hopefully soon pass," he said, in regards to his mother's treatment.
"Though this transition will change much when the time comes." Including Vero's requirement to be more formal with Kia . . . at least in public. "Perhaps she is attempting to ease into it. As things will be, different." Not necessary in a bad way . . . for Vero had already accepted how they could never be. But even as the friendship they held, Vero would be expected to hail Kia as an Emperor, respect well deserved by Kia.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2017 6:35:09 GMT
Kia wasn't certain he knew what Vero was doing when he moved him to the chair, but when Vero moved behind him, he understood. He chuckled softly, about to brush Vero away, to tell him he was mentally and emotionally tense, rather than physically, but when Vero's hands started to press into his shoulder's he sucked in a breath at how good it felt, then lowered his head with a soft groan. He let his eyes close, taking in the feeling of Vero's hands. He hadn't realized until now that he had been just as physically tense as anything else.
"She is more parent to me than any emperor," he murmured, when Vero finished speaking, talking about things becoming different. They were words Kia would not have spoken to anyone else, perhaps not even Nolia, not wanting to make anything worse for her. He intended to offer her a place to live in the mansion once he was crowned, though he couldn't imagine her taking it. He also intended to offer Vero the highest rank he could, of General. Not just because he selfishly wanted Vero by his side, but Vero deserved it.He hoped Vero would be more accepting than Kia thought his mother might be. "I always thought being prepared would make things easier, but there are some things that you cannot prepare for." His breath hitched as Vero hit an especially tight muscle, then moaned softly as he felt Vero's hands unwork the tension.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2017 1:13:04 GMT
Tag: @kiawah blood and battle
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Vero couldn't resist the small smile that formed on his lips, seeing Kia's reaction to the massage. Vero knew that he couldn't not do much to help Kia right now, so whatever small things that could grant him momentarily relief or ease his stress . . . Vero would gladly and eagerly do. "She will remain as such," Vero assured him. "But in quiet moments. Ones not meant for the public to view." Vero knew that . . . for it would be how he and Kia would have to be. Restricted in the casual nature of their interactions.
Vero would need refer to him with proper title, and not allow his emotions to get the better of him when it came to his interactions with Kiawah. He could speak on this with understanding, knowing what Nolia was going through. Though obviously, his and Kia's dynamic far differed from hers and Kia's. Vero continued massaging the area, taking cues from Kia of which areas required the most attention by the way his body reacted, and the sounds that left his lips. "You are as prepared as you possibly can be," he assured him. "And you have those to aid you. You are not alone in this Kia." Another reassurance. For he was never alone; not while Vero drew breath.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2017 5:50:34 GMT
Kia only listened as Vero stated Nolia would remain a mother to him, only in private moments. Kia knew it, and had been expecting this day to come for a long time, but it still felt uncomfortable anyway. Just as Nolia would have to be maternal in private from now on, so too would Vero have to become more reserved when they were not alone.
He let out a relaxed breath as he felt his shoulders loosen a bit more, as Vero told him that he was a prepared as he could be. And that he wasn't alone, using Kia's nickname. It wasn't unusual for Vero to call him Kia, but today it felt special. Who knew how much longer Vero would be able to use that so casually?
Kia lifted a hand and placed it on top of one of Vero's on his shoulder, turning his head to press his cheek to their now joined hands. "I hope that I never am," he murmured. He said it with the implication that he hoped he'd never be alone in this, but hoped Vero understood that by 'alone', he meant without Vero. "I don't know what I would do without you, Vero," he added, his eyes closing as he enjoyed the contact.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2017 3:04:28 GMT
Tag: @kiawah blood and battle
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Vero softly smiled as he watched Kia, the warm of his hand soon joined by the warmth of his cheek. "You wont," Vero assured him, knowing he could only speak for himself but wanted to make that very clear. That Kia would never be alone so long as Vero drew breath. Kiawah's next words caused Vero's heart to swell with emotion, hearing him say that he didn't know what he would do without him. Vero knew that feeling all too well, for he felt the same way about Kia. He had no idea what he would do without him and not because of his status, but because of who he was as a man.
"You won't have to find out," Vero promised him, lowering his head until his lips touched the top of Kia's head in a soft, but lingering embrace. He knew he shouldn't be doing that, but as always, he felt drawn to Kia and the temptation was impossible to resist. "You should rest tonight," he told him, not wishing for hi to over exert himself any more than he already had. And . . . using the excuse of talking to part his lips from his head, knowing the risk of what could happen if he let it linger too long. "And if this massage did not help you do so, then give voice to what may," he said a bit teasingly, though genuinely wanted to help bring Kia's mind to ease . . . at least enough for him to properly rest for the remainder of the night. for tomorrow would be another busy day for the future Emperor.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2017 6:02:46 GMT
Vero promised Kia he would never be alone in this, and that he wouldn't have to find out what he would do without Vero. The sentiment was very appreciated, even if they both knew that wasn't a promise Vero could be sure to keep, as Vero continued to go into battle. But Kia sucked in a soft breath at the feel of Vero kissing the top of his head, his heart fluttering in his chest at the intimate gesture. He always longed for it, and took as much as he could whenever it was offered. He didn't usually push for it, though, except for the one time they had been together fully, after Vero knew of Kia's true identity.
That had been a couple of years ago now. It felt like a lifetime, and any day now, Kia could have the rest of what was left of his freedom taken. He missed the touch of Vero's lips as soon as he pulled back, but barely listened as he told Kia to rest. "Massage did help," he replied, but curled his fingers around Vero's hand a little more tightly. Letting himself give in to the moment, he pulled it forward gently, turning it palm up and placed kissed across it, his fingertips, his palm. He kept his kisses chaste until he reached Vero's wrist, where his parted his lips against Vero's skin and let his tongue taste the flesh, hoping this would serve to give voice to what he wanted without having to say anything.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 24, 2017 3:37:35 GMT
Tag: @kiawah blood and battle
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Vero softly smiled when hearing that the massage did help, though his smile soon faded when Kia began to kiss his hand. The faded expression not due to any lack of enjoyment . . . quite the opposite. The way it made his heart swell with emotion, and ache at the awareness that they could never be together. Not in the way Vero wanted to be. Yet whatever stolen moments they could find, he would take. Just as this one. Vero felt himself just watching Kia, each touch sending a warmth coursing through his entire body. His other hand not being graced by Kia's lips, slowly slid down his chest, as Vero leaning down a little bit, until his lips kissed the temple fo Kia's head.
"Is that all I can do to help?" He asked him, almost knowing the answer. He shouldn't do this, he knew that. Teasing what they could never truly have . . . and yet, Vero thrived from these moments. He'd rather have a night with Kia, than not. Even if the next day always hurt. Vero's lips moved down to Kia's cheek, lightly kissing it. He would usually caution restraint . . . however brief the notion lasted which was often extremely short lived. But right now, he was all too consumed with the knowledge that Kia would soon be Emperor. and that in a way, marked the end of any hope they could be together. Whatever time they had left, Vero wanted to spend it with him in such intimate moments, even if it was just holding Kia in his arms.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 24, 2017 5:14:56 GMT
Kia sucked in a slow breath, his back automatically arching a little as Vero's hand slid over his chest, pressing himself against his palm. The reaction told him Vero knew exactly what he wanted, and was definitely willing to engage in it. Kia smiled as Vero's lips touched his temple, his words that followed causing it to grow a bit more.
He slid the hand not holding Vero's up the back of Vero's hand on his chest, continuing up his wrist and forearm and he bit lightly at Vero's wrist. It kept sliding up over his elbow as Vero kissed his cheek, and before he could stop himself, Kia lifted it to the back of Vero's head. "There is one thing," he teased back, then turned his head up in Vero's direction as he pulled Vero down closer, capturing his lips in a slow, but passionate kiss.
The teasing touches and kisses, now the slide of their tongues, were amazing. Even their positions where sparking excitement through Kia. Vero towering over him from behind as he remained seated, a far more submissive position than he'd ever been in and yet he felt in complete control still. Not because he held any authority, but because he trusted Vero completely to be vulnerable with. Kia was already growing quickly aroused. He found himself moaning softly into the kiss and squirming slightly where he sat.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2017 3:40:25 GMT
Tag: @kiawah blood and battle
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Vero would have smiled in response, but what followed was so much better. The gentle nip to his skin before their lips touched . . . causing Vero to quickly forget all the reasosn they shouldn't be doing this. And embracing how wonderful it always felt to have his lips against Kia's, basking in his taste and warmth. In all he had to offer. Vero breathed into the kiss, deepening in, already finding his body growing with the thrill of touching Kia in such a way.
He knew that this could be their last night; that whatever came next, could not involve a future together. And the sting of it, was strongly felt within Vero's heart, not daring to admit the strong feelings he had for the other male. Perhaps Kiawah already knew. Or maybe he didn't. Whatever the reality was, Vero would take advantage of moments such as these where he could express just how strongly he felt for the other male, instead of daring to utter the words. Vero leaned more forward, turning his head a little to gain a better angle against Kia's lips.
His own hand that had been trailing down Kia's chest, now moved to the front of his pants, casually unfastening them and slipping one hand inside to take hold of his cock. He sucked Kia's bottom lip before releasing it, hardly creating any distance between them as he attempted to catch his breath for a moment. "That one thing . . . " He began to say, his fingers slowly reaching where they could, the constraint of his pants now allowing for much space. Vero's lips kissed along Kia's jaw, his hand continuing their motion. "Might take all night," he said a bit teasingly, before capturing Kia's lips once more in a deep kiss.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2017 7:10:17 GMT
Kia felt Vero lean forward to kiss him more easily, then the slide of Vero's hand down his chest and stomach, and then to his pants. He couldn't help but moan in encouragement as he felt Vero open them and then slip inside to grip him. He sucked in a breath as Vero sucked his lower lip before pulling away, only able to pant heavily, trying to catch his breath as Vero kissed over his jaw before speaking again and then capturing his mouth once more.
"Good thing I didn't have plans," he answered breathlessly between kisses. Vero couldn't stay all night, but he was pretty sure Vero didn't mean his words literally. Nolia would be back at some point, but if she came home while he had company, it wasn't as though she could tell him what to do anymore. Still, Kia did not wish to disrespect her. He pushed himself up against Vero's hand. Vero's strokes were more of a tease than a relief, given there wasn't much room for him to move. Kia groaned, turning his head to kiss what he could of Vero's jaw, his hand still in Vero's hair. He couldn't touch much of him like this, and they would have to move eventually, but Kia wanted Vero to be in control this time, even if it meant teasing him in this chair til he came in his pants. "Have me," he breathed against Vero's throat as he sucked at it. "However you wish."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2017 0:41:58 GMT
Have me. The words so simple and yet so impactful. Kia was the future Emperor of Yujleda. He would lead the entire nation. And here he was, offering himself to Vero. The magnitude of his words filled his heart with emotion over the sentiment, and pulsed his growing arousal. Especially with the way Kia was reacting to his touch. Veros hands curled around his cock, gliding along his length in long drawn out motions. Veros basked in how he felt, and the sensation of Kias hand in his hair. Vero lips went to Kiawahs, deeply kising him as he let desire and emotion pour into the embrace. He then began his verbal response, speaking against his lips. "I need you inside of me," he breathed against Kias mouth. Just as it had been on their first night together. Yet Veros words remained unfinished; a lingering continuation to them as he stalled, kissing Kia hungrily again. He deliberated and the realization that they may not ever get this chance against was what swayed his decision. Vero dragged his lips along Kias jaw and cheek, pressing it against his ear. "I want to fill you." Vero paused, allowing the request to sink in and gauge Kias response to the suggestion. To something they had not done that night.
"I want you to know, to feel what you do to me." Kia may have told him to have him but Vero was Kias for whether the futute emperor knew it or not, he had claimed every part of Vero: heart, body, mind, and soul. Vero pulled his hand from stroking Kia and moved his position to in front of him. He moved on his knees before Kiawah, positioned between his legs. The position one out of convenience to level their line of sight rather than demonstrate submission. Each of Veros hands went to rest on a knee of Kias, slowly trailing up his leg as he leaned closer to him. "Tonight, can we just have each other Kia?" As men rather than future emperor and mere warrior, the use of his nickname emphasizing that. Though if Kia did not want Vero inside of him, well . . . any opportunity to be with Kia was one Vero would gladly embrace. No matter in what form. And time for that was more limited than ever.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2017 7:41:51 GMT
"Yes," Kia moaned at Vero's first words, and also praise for what Vero was doing to him. His hand stroking his cock was less of a tease now, but still slow as they kissed. The kisses felt full of unspoken words, and Kia poured himself into them as well, even as his body strained for more touch. He wanted to be inside Vero, the memory of it having filled many fantasies since them last being together, but then Vero spoke into his ear and Kia sucked in a breath as a thrill went through him. The breath left him shakily as Vero continued. He wanted that too, though there was a small amount of nervousness. He'd played with himself before and liked it, but Vero's cock was more substantial than a finger or two. He remembered the size of it in his mouth.
Kia's hands moved to Vero's cheeks as he moved to kneel in front of him. He knew there was more to Vero's question. It almost made his chest ache to think soon they would not be equals. Not to anyone looking anyway, though Kia didn't think he could ever stop seeing Vero as his equal in every way, emperor or not. "That's what I want," he said, leaning forward to kiss Vero, pouring into it words he couldn't say. That's what I always want. What I will want until I draw my last breath.
Vero's hands were sliding toward where he was aching with need, and he shifted forward in his seat, moving them closer as they kissed. He needed Vero naked, but he also knew they needed to move in case Nolia came home, and clothes on the floor here would give them away immediately. "We need to move to my bed," he whispered, but just continued kissing Vero because he didn't want to stop now.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 13, 2017 1:19:29 GMT
Vero felt a wave of relief flood over him when Kia confirmed that it was what he wanted too. Not that his body language indicated otherwise. But he knew it was selfish of him to ask this of Kia. Yet affections had won the battle against rationality. He eagerly responded to the kiss, a rush of anticipation surging through him when Kia stated that they needed to move to the bed. Vero was of course in full agreement of this suggestion.
Or perhaps necessity. His hands tucked under Kias legs to wrap them around his waist. They then went to Kias waist where he slid them behind and under Kia to lift him up, rely on the grip of his legs as he effortlessly took those steps to the bed. Placing him on the edgd of it, Vero returned to his knees in front of Kia, starting to remove each of the future emperors shoes, unable to resist the urge to lean forward and slide his tongue against his length.
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