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sinfulfingers) wrote2021-12-16 10:42 pm
sinfulfingers) wrote2021-12-16 10:42 pm
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Title: The Death of Purity
Rating: Explicit
Archive Warnings: Choose Not to Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandom: Imeeji Idol Productions
Relationships: Spring Born Wind | Lark/Lancelot | Lancelot
Characters: Spring Born Wind | Lark, Lancelot | Lancelot
Additional Tags: RPF, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, first time, fuck or die, but in a cute way, look I just really need them to bone as nastily as possible, preferably while in a cave, yes specifically in a cave okay I don’t make the rules, what IS a beta we just don’t know
Summary: While protecting his charge, the gentle mage Lark, from a nasty demon, the noble knight Lancelot is afflicted with a dire poison.
Excerpt: Lancelot slumped against the cave wall as the spider demoness made her quick getaway, her cackles echoing off the tunnel walls.
Lark scrambled to his feet from where the gallant knight had thrown the mage out of the way of the demoness’ blade. “Lancelot! No!”
“I’m…fine…,” the knight said weakly, slumping to the ground. The demoness had attacked after they’d made camp for the knight, and he’d set his armor aside, leaving his traveling clothes to be torn to shreds by the spider demoness’ many arms and their respective sultry claws.
Kneeling at Lancelot’s side, the slender mage watched as thick purple veins loomed ominously on his protector’s supple skin. Combined with the scent of cardamom and lilies that had surrounded the spider demoness, Lark knew that there was only one poison possible afflicting his dearly beloved protector: the Death of Purity.
And he knew there was only one possible cure.
Trying not to stare too much at the way his torn shirt revealed Lancelot’s sweaty, heaving bosom, Lark said, “Lancelot, are you…” He couldn’t stop from blushing as he continued, “a virgin?”
“Is that…relevant…?”
Yes. It was very relevant. Because the only way to cure the Death of Purity poison was by…well. Making sure the victim wasn’t a virgin before the poison could run its course. Lark had dreamed out his first time with his knight before, of course, but he’d never imagined it would be like this!
Rating: Explicit
Archive Warnings: Choose Not to Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandom: Imeeji Idol Productions
Relationships: Spring Born Wind | Lark/Lancelot | Lancelot
Characters: Spring Born Wind | Lark, Lancelot | Lancelot
Additional Tags: RPF, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, first time, fuck or die, but in a cute way, look I just really need them to bone as nastily as possible, preferably while in a cave, yes specifically in a cave okay I don’t make the rules, what IS a beta we just don’t know
Summary: While protecting his charge, the gentle mage Lark, from a nasty demon, the noble knight Lancelot is afflicted with a dire poison.
Excerpt: Lancelot slumped against the cave wall as the spider demoness made her quick getaway, her cackles echoing off the tunnel walls.
Lark scrambled to his feet from where the gallant knight had thrown the mage out of the way of the demoness’ blade. “Lancelot! No!”
“I’m…fine…,” the knight said weakly, slumping to the ground. The demoness had attacked after they’d made camp for the knight, and he’d set his armor aside, leaving his traveling clothes to be torn to shreds by the spider demoness’ many arms and their respective sultry claws.
Kneeling at Lancelot’s side, the slender mage watched as thick purple veins loomed ominously on his protector’s supple skin. Combined with the scent of cardamom and lilies that had surrounded the spider demoness, Lark knew that there was only one poison possible afflicting his dearly beloved protector: the Death of Purity.
And he knew there was only one possible cure.
Trying not to stare too much at the way his torn shirt revealed Lancelot’s sweaty, heaving bosom, Lark said, “Lancelot, are you…” He couldn’t stop from blushing as he continued, “a virgin?”
“Is that…relevant…?”
Yes. It was very relevant. Because the only way to cure the Death of Purity poison was by…well. Making sure the victim wasn’t a virgin before the poison could run its course. Lark had dreamed out his first time with his knight before, of course, but he’d never imagined it would be like this!