Breadth [Crow, Otter]

[KairaAdmin]

It was a little known secret that Otter was afraid of the dark.

Ever since she was little, she could see monsters in the shadows lurking behind her, ready to snap at her. She had not heard many ghost stories, but the few that she’s read about were enough to control each and every one of her nightmares. She’d wake up screaming, chest heaving, knuckles white.

The nightmares started when her parents decided the twins were old enough to sleep without them. She was three then, in her own bed in a room she shared with her brother. She remembered crawling into his bed at night and waking him up, not wanting to tell him about her dreams. She’d fall asleep in his bed.

When Crow learned how to control the shadows, Otter was no longer scared of them.

Shortly after, she’d be afraid of fire.

In the Temple of Beauty, her dreams were consumed by powerful flames swirling around her to devour her. She’d wake up feeling hot, her parents screams ringing in her ears. She remembered the isolation for the first time, knowing that he wasn’t there for her to hold when the night grew darker. Otter had always loved nights the most whenever she looked into his eyes. When they were separated, it made her realize how lonely the night was—stars always scattered about, in a distance too far for her to reach.

She wanted to reach him like a constellation, her North Star to guide her home.

The nightmares tonight were of a different flavor. She did not scream, and instead let out an exasperated sigh. Her palm pressed against her heaving chest, feeling the strong palpitation of her heart. She brought her knees up to her chest and rocked herself back and forth.

There was no way she could go to his room.

She dreamt of fallen angels that night—bony, animalistic, and dark. Some of them had already started turning into animals. The nightmare transitioned into something darker, however. Heated flesh, sweat, hair, long and tangled in her fingers. Eyes closed. Breath, minty and fresh. Heat between her thighs.

They decided to dance with the devil.

Who knew it would take them to hell?

[LeggaeShark]

Crow was restless. For the last few days, he would wake up in the middle of the night, gasping, cold sweat running down his bare body, his wings made it uncomfortable to sleep with a shirt.

He dreamt of writhing darkness, of dark creatures crowding over a light. He desparately reached out, but the void covered everything and the light slowly faded until everything was pitch black.

Then he heard a voice calling out to him, a  familiar voice. But there was something off about it. There was no anger, no joy, nor fear, nor sadness in it.

Instead it was a sweet voice that called his name, as sweet as...
"...honey"

He shook his head, clearing away his dark thoughts and meditated, yet the anxious feeling remained. It was a familiar feeling, one he has not felt in years. He did not know why but he was drawn to walk to the side of the room, as he went towards the wall, the anxious feeling gradually lessened, yet he felt his heart hammering.

He reached out and gently touched the wall, a mix of emotions in his eyes as he realize who was on the other side.

He whispered softly
"...Otter"

[KairaAdmin]

Daffodils were Otter’s favourite flower.

For as long as she can remember, they’ve always just seemed to grow wherever she went. She’d sleep on a field and wake up to find herself surrounded by them no matter what the season was. It was why she kept them around her, potted plants with petals that opened towards her, always watching her in the darkness.

It reminded her of simpler days. Her parents would bring the flowers home, place them in beautiful glass vases and decorate the house. In every corner, there was a daffodil. In every corner, there was Crow.

Otter could never win at hide and seek. Her brother was much better than she was. Silent and still, like a shadow in the dark. The only thing that gave him away were his eyes, bright, blinding, and brilliant in the day, and a night sky when the sun went down. She’d find him in the corners, in the darkness, when Otter was used to his tricks. She’d try to sneak by him to surprise him, but Crow would always outmanoeuvre her.

Otter never got better at hide and seek.

She uncurled herself, stretched her legs in front of her and hopped out. Perhaps she could go to his room, say she needed something, say she had left something else there. She wanted to hit herself for being so obvious.

Instead, she heaedd over to the thin wooden walls that separated them and rested a fist by the panelling. Perhaps he was asleep, Otter did not want to wake him. But on the off chance the younger aasimar was up, then perhaps she would not feel so lonely after all.

She drew in a deep breath and began to knock. A simple rapping sound she used to tap on his chamber doors.

Perhaps Otter wasn’t afraid of the shadows, afraid of the dark after all. Perhaps she was more afraid that there was no one hiding in them.

[LeggaeShark]

Ever since he was young, Crow was very obsessed with shiny objects and trinkets, hence where he got his nickname. He would hoard anything he would deem shiny enough, from gleaming coins to priceless jewelry. He would take anything he could trade with a feather, or at least get away with.

But nobody really understood the deeper context. They all thought it to be a hobby, something that made him peculiar. But all this start from somewhere and the simplest answer is that in reminded him of her.

Going back further, Crow used to hate the dark. He hated the feeling of the unknown, the feeling of being alone. But there was always someone to reach out to him, to brighten day and cast away the shadows. She would always be there to show him the light.

But Crow grew apprehensive, there might be a time where she would no longer be there for him. A foreboding feeling that one day they would go on their separate ways, so Crow decided to find something that could take her place and so his strange hobby begins. As the years pass, he had already forgotten about the original purpose of these and would collect them out of curiosity, but on a subconscious level he is still trying to find the right trinket or enough of them to make him secure. Deep down he knows that no matter what he does, he could not replace the light of his world.

His own sunshine.

*Knock*

Crow was roused from his thoughts, a wry smile formed on his face. The anxious feeling is still there, but there was an added one. A feeling of, anticipation, of hope, and of longing. Recent events have formed a invisible wall between them, and perhaps it was time to tear it down.

So he gave a small sigh, a smile forming on his face, and knocks back.

[KairaAdmin]

He was awake.

Otter squeaked before sliding her back against the wall till she hit the floor. She had not thought this through. She didn’t think he’d actually respond. She sucked in her cheeks, before tapping at the walls again.

Was he just as lonely as she was? Or was she just being selfish in her thoughts?

She did not wait for a reply. Barefoot, Otter made her way across the room to her door, shutting it quietly. There was no need to wake the others. She tiptoed to her brothers room, and without hesitation, she opened the door before closing it shut.

His room was dark—and lost in the shadows, was a sea of stars.

She was lucky he couldn’t see how nervous she was in the dark. He couldn’t see the flush in her cheeks, the heavy rise and fall in her breath.

I was supposed to protect you.

She had promised herself time and time again that she would be the one to watch over him, to make sure he didn’t fall closer towards the darkness. And what had happened? Her brother was almost charred alive by a monster and forced to do things by a dragon turtle. In every situation Otter couldn’t help but feel so useless. She couldn’t catch him as he fell then, what made her think she could do it now?

She took in a sharp breath and asked him the question she’s been holding in all this time:

"Do you…do you hate me for what happened?”

[LeggaeShark]

Crow was surprised when she entered his room, after all that has happened this was the first time in a long time that she barged in.

But her next words turned that shock into sorrow. He looked at her, a lone flickering light amidst the darkness. His heart filled with pain, the ever bright and cheerful woman looked so broken and hurt.

He reached out, pulled her close to him, and hugged her.  With a gentle voice he said "..stupid"

"...whatever happens, whatever you do... even if you hurt me, even if I have perish, I will never hate you."

He brushed away the hair covering her face and looked at her. "After all, you are...my sunshine"

His voice quivering slightly. "..so please...please..." Tears, slide down his face.

Crow had always hated the dark. It was not what was unknown, it was not the lack of sight. It was the feeling of being consume, of turning into something he had no way of turning back from.

Yet he always stood in the shadows, for the sole reason that there was a always a light he could follow back.

"Please don't leave me alone...

[KairaAdmin]

Tears, warm, salty, wet—glistening on what little light it caught in his dark room. Otter closed her eyes, her breathing muffled by her brother’s warm embrace, her face buried into his bare chest. She knew that sometimes the tears just had to fall.

Otter could not remember the last time Crow had cried in front of her. The rarity of his tears rivalled the times she would catch a full smile. They were few and far between, and Otter savoured the moments her brother was happy enough to express it.

It killed her to see him like this. It killed her when he assumed she would leave him. Not after everything they’ve been through. He could have pushed and pulled her away yet like the ebb and flow of the ocean to the shores, Otter would always call out to him.

"I would never…" She began, pulling apart enough to break room for air and stare up at him. She leaned up, pulling her brother’s face closer towards her. It was those eyes, familiar, and different every night. She didn’t know which sky they were reflecting, but Otter loved every sunset, every star in those brilliant eyes. Her thumb brushed against his cheek, catching the next tear that would fall.“I would never leave you."

Like a promise, she sealed the distance between them and brushed her lips against his.

[LeggaeShark]

He tasted honey,

Sweet and oh so familiar.

When he came to his senses he saw Otter, he saw her flushed face, her slightly doe eyed look, her red luscious lips.

A dark desire emerged in him, but a rational side called out and told him this was wrong.

So he looked back at Otter, as he wanted turn away to go back to how things where. But the look on her face says it all. And he let that desire take control.

He pushed her against the wall, his breath rough and ragged. He looked at her, a deep hunger in his eyes and kissed her deeply.

He tasted honey

Sweet and familiar.

[KairaAdmin]

Otter learned how to express love physically before she even learned how to speak. She’d purse her lips together and beg for her mother, her father, her baby brother, demanding them to give her the attention she so desired. Otter had kissed Crow many times before, yet it was never she who was trapped in his warm embrace. She felt his lips, hungry and clumsy, crashing against hers. Her eyes widened, her lips parted, and instinctively she allowed herself to give in to her carnal desires.

She loved him. Oh goddess, how she loved him.

Otter knew her brother. She’d held him many times before, but never in his way. She wanted to learn him differently, a new facet she had never explored. She allowed her hands to wonder his body—soft, flushed, and warm—her lips still pressed against his. She knew all his markings, the ones circling his arms, his neck. Her hands traveled to the fabric hugging at his hips. Crow was a prisoner, and how she wanted to set him free.

She pulled her face away from his, gasping as she broke the kiss. She needed to be certain, she needed to know he was sure. Otter didn’t want to hurt him, she didn’t want to put him in a situation they could never turn back from.

Her other hand moved long locks of silver away from his face. Her thumb caressed his cheek. She felt hot, her body yearning for him desperately. He just needed to say the word, and Otter would be desperately and eternally his. "Are you...sure?"

[LeggaeShark]

He gently held the hand on his face, and kissed it, savoring the touch and taste of her skin. His hand the intertwined with hers, and he looked at her, slightly dazed but a hunger flashed in his gleaming eyes.

"Yes" he says in a whisper, and went back on his attack. He  kissed her deeply once again,  his hand locked with hers while the other explored every inch of her body, he caressed her softest parts, touched her secret places, as if wanting to memorize her body.

He didn't think about anything else. Damn the consequences. Damn what others think. The only thing he cared about now was her. For the longest time, it was always her

[KairaAdmin]

”It means, young one, that you will receive what you most desire.”

Otter could feel the emperor’s eyes staring into hers, seated on his throne like a king, a wide grin on his chiselled face. What is coming for you, what is coming to you, and how you should react. The strange fortune teller was cryptic, yet woven in her words of mystery, Otter found hope.

The moment she saw him when she opened the door, cloaked, tall, gallant, exactly how she’d picture him to grow, Otter’s heart pounded. She squeezed him for the first time, burnt his scent into her mind and savoured that memory every day.

Mint filled her senses once again. It was in his taste, sharp and fresh in her mouth, cool in her lungs, and warm in her throat. It was in his fragrance, wintry and crisp evergreen flooding her nostrils. It was in his hands, warm where he lingered, cold when he roamed.

Otter let out a soft moan.

And then another.

The aasimar felt hot in her clothes. She tugged at the thin piece of fabric draped on her body. It came up to her shoulders, over her head till the satin fell to the floor, crumpled.

She squeezed the hand locked with hers, and her other hand roamed to expose him. Her fingers crept towards his sex, shyly and awkwardly her gentle hand massaged him.

Their first time together had been a painful, resentful memory powered by humiliation and lust. Now sheltered in the dark room, the bound souls were free to make love.

[LeggaeShark]

Crow grunted in pleasure, at the soft and gentle touch. He looked at Otter with desire filled eyes, his breath ragged and rough. His instincts took over as he embraced her once more, bare bodies sticking to one another.

He stretched out his ebony wings, covered both of them and momentarily vanished, in the instant they appeared on top of his bed. He gently laid her down, kissing her softly before separating. There they are laid bare everything, he gazed at her face from her blue pupil-less eyes to her luscious red lips. Then he stared at her body, her sun kissed skin, her bountiful curves.

He reached out and gently caressed her body, his raging member pressed on her body. He growled in pleasure and before his instinct took total control over, a moment of clarity passes. He looked at those moist blue eyes and he whispered to her in a pleading tone.

"...Rhiannon..."

[KairaAdmin]

The stars shined bright in paradise tonight. She looked up at him, seeing shooting stars and cosmic lights. Otter had always wondered if they were made out of stardust, fashioned and formed, galaxies colliding together violently and in the wake of the ashes sprung their souls.

He towered over her—tall, tantalizing, throbbing. She was warm, hot, wet, sticky, and aching. There was a moment of intense yearning when you were a few seconds away from getting what you wanted. No hedonist would admit that it was that feeling they fought for, the true high that lingered. The moment stretched on for what felt like ages. His eyes were free to wander, he caressed her, he teased her.

The begging in her mind, the desperation in her heart. The sweet, amorous, reluctant delay...

Otter was not good at being patient.

Three syllables. Otter heard her name escape his lips, his voice pleading. She trembled in his wake, by his touch. "Rolande…” She begged, she pleaded.

They were bare, naked to each other in body and soul. Her voice trembled, the words dating back a millennium’s worth of lifetimes. As though she’s said it many times before, the words would escape her lips like a spell, an invocation. "Vinom name tall pic rile.¹”

1. Celestial for “Make love to me now.”

[LeggaeShark]

How long had that dark desire lingered in his mind?

Was it when he was mesmerized by her angelic wings?

Was it when they performed for the crowd, the dance of life and death ?

Was it when they were long reunited, two desperate souls longing for their other half?

Or was it from the beginning, the undeniable fate of gold and silver?

But none of that mattered at this point, with a low growl he entered her, his hot member plunging deeper into her forbidden ground.

His panted loudly, then tasted her once more, mint and honey mixing in their mouths, as he moved ryhtmically finding spots that would make her shout in ecstacy.

Their bodies rubbed againts each other, as if trying to melt into one another. And after millenia of longing, gold and silver became one once again.

[KairaAdmin]

She jolted towards him as he entered her, filling her with every inch of him. Softly, she winced, her arms wrapped around his back, clawing at his broad shoulders.

As his lips met hers—tongues dancing, tasting each other’s mouth—Otter’s own body began to react in a motion that complimented his. She gasped at the friction, hot and fast against the wetness between her legs. Her eyes closed shut, long locks of silver tangled against her fingers. She pulled at it as he inched her closer and closer.

A bite of winter followed by the bliss of spring.

"Crow….Crow….!” Otter wanted to scream his name and it took every bit of energy she had left to suppress it, instead diving back in to kiss him, muffling her moans of pleasure.

There was no distance between them left to close, and yet Otter held him tighter. Her body was shaking from the ecstasy, and Otter was riding to her second high.

[LeggaeShark]

Crow continued his assault, a steady rhythm going about. His lips pressed hers, savoring the sweet taste of honey.

He felt his desire peak, a strong urge release what was pent up inside.

But he wanted more, he wanted relish their passionate embrace.

He gritted his teeth and grinded his hips againts hers, pushing his member further. He gently picked her body, as he kissed her neck.

He pulled her body towards his, as they ended up in a sitting position. There their wings glisten under the moonlight, a pair of ebony wings contrast to a the ivory white.

He pulled away, a moments respite amidst their fiery embrace, and looked at her for a moment before uttering.

"...beautiful..."

[KairaAdmin]

God…damn…it…

His lips were on her neck as he brought her body up to him till she was straddling him. She stroked his silver locks, burning the sensation of him into her body. He pulled away and looked at her. Crow was the only person who looked at her the way he did—Crow did not only love her body, he loved her soul.

Otter cupped his face with her hands, stroking him gently. How could things go back to the way they were when it felt so right to be with him like this? Had they always restrained themselves from each other? He was a secret locked away in the back of her heart, and someone had just handed her the key.

"I love you." She said breathlessly, her hips slowly rocking back and forth against him.  "Vahec…¹" She gritted her teeth. "I love you so much."

She quickened her pace as she rode him, her arms wrapped around his neck, her face buried in his hair, his face buried in her breast. She smelled mint, cold and intoxicating. She grew hotter, wetter, as they moved, fire in her loins. Each breath she took was shorter, quicker than the last and she could not feel anything but him.

I fucking love you.

She wanted to scream it to the world.

1 Celestial for “fuck”.

[LeggaeShark]

I love you.

The words echoed in his head, he had always heard those words from her. He cherished, the warm and sweet sensation whenever he hears those words.

But those words uttered now felt different.

To him those were the sweetest words yet.

Crow inhaled sharply as pleasure coursed through his body. He matched his rhythm with hers, gyrating his hips againts hers.

He sought her body, kissing her breasts then her neck and finally ending on her lips. His hand stroked her back, supporting her towards him. While the other caressed her curves. Gliding and groping around.

But then a sudden thought sprouted in his mind. A deep and sudden realization that he mist act upon.

He pulled his away slightly, their faces still close enough to feel each others breath.

He looked into her azure eyes, and spoke those three words that he had longed to tell her.

"I love you...."

[KairaAdmin]

Did the love they shared grow or has it metamorphosed into something else? Otter could not help but smile. The breadth between them was not long and Otter shyly returned his gaze, her cheeks growing redder. Otter leaned in to kiss him slow and lovingly at first. However, as every taste of mint reached her tongue, she grew hungrier for the man in front of her.

She threw her arms around his neck and shifted her weight forward, making him fall on his back. She continued to kiss him, her tongue massaging his, her hips continuing to move.

She broke the kiss, a shy mischievous smile crossing her face. She fluttered her eyes at him, as though she wanted to ask for permission yet decided to surprise him instead. She kissed his neck, just above his birthmark before continuing her trail of kisses down his abdomen. Otter stared up at him first, her lips shyly lingering above his groin.

There were many books in the Temple of Beauty with many pictures. Otter had been caught one too many times sneaking in the library with some of the girls, drawing invisible circles on the pictures they couldn’t believe brought certain pleasures. She giggled then.

Otter usually wasn’t one to shy upon gestures of love. Yet the inexperienced ingenue second guessed whether her brother would want this or not. She took in a deep breath before slowly taking him in her mouth.

[LeggaeShark]

Crow tasted honey once more and he felt her hunger as their lips locked together. He responded in kind seeking out her tongue with his, savoring that sweet taste.

He felt her arms around him as they both fell down on his bed. His only thought was her, his mind filled only with her.

They rocked their hips together, and an intense ecstasy gradually filled his being, but then the feeling stopped. Crow looked up to those azure eyes and saw a playful look on her face. Bewildered, he watched as she moved down on him, bringing her face close to his raging member. He felt her breath on it, and feelings of excitement rose as he stared at the bewitching look on her face.

What was she doing? He thought, but before he could speak, a jolt of electricity ran on his back as an intense feeling of pleasure washed over him. He felt a different kind of pleasure from his member, and saw her taking his shaft in her mouth. A wave of pleasure came about as she bobbed her head on his manhood.

He felt conflicted inside, on one hand he felt a dark and twisted sense of joy watching her perform the act, but at the same time he wanted to do more for her. He looked at her, a small smile on his face but a slightly pleading look in his eyes.

[KairaAdmin]

It wasn’t sufficient to say that Otter was satisfied with her brother’s happiness. Every groan that escaped his lips as she watched him watching her, feeling him twitch between her lips against her tongue had aroused her more than she already was.

She felt her fingers finding their way down her own body, carefully rubbing at spots that would cause her to moan as she continued to sloppily guzzle on his shaft. She tried to swallow as much of him as she could, doing her best not to choke on his length.

Her eyes travelled from his hips to his face. The slight flush in his cheeks, eyes slightly closed, mouth agape—Otter’s fingers found themselves buried deeper and deeper into her moist cunt till she lost her breath and gasped for air.

She grinned excitedly, moving her way back to face her brother. She kissed him greedily before pulling away slowly, a coy smile playing on her face. She had one hand fondling his erect cock briskly. Her other hand however, with fingers dripping with honey, teased the outside of his mouth, gliding along his bottom lip.

[LeggaeShark]

Crow looked at her, dazed as he processed what was happening.

Then his bewildered look slowly turned to a wicked smile, as it dawned upon him. The dark desire in him growing. With a playful glint in his eyes, he looked at her and licked his lips, savoring the taste of her honey.

A dark aura briefly surrounded him before he vanished

He appeared behind Otter, ebony wings outstretched in the moonlight, as he embraced her.

His right hand stretched out to her bountiful breast and he gently caressed it, a soft and supple feeling on his hand. His other hand went downwards to her honey pot, his fingers sliding down and entering her most private place.

The night as only began he thought as he let his desires control him. He wanted to feel more, to experience more, and to be more with her. He pecked at the side of her neck, and traced it down, before whispering to her, a faint scent of mint in the air.

"Pil vahal...nalem"


1 My turn, love

[KairaAdmin]

She was taken aback as he disappeared before reappearing behind her, pulling her into a tight embrace. Her wings stretched out, adjusting herself so the two were more comfortable. She growled playfully, finding the gesture comforting.

Had he not been holding onto her, Otter would have collapsed from the pleasure. A hand on her breast, she wondered if he could hear her heart rapidly beating.Her knees buckled as a reaction to his fingers sliding into her. She closed her eyes, relishing in pleasure. His trail of minty kisses on the side of her neck sent shivers down her spine.

Pil vahal, dalem.

Her back was pressed against his chest and she realised how perfectly they fit together. How could she ever get enough of Crow? He enticed her like a drug and she hungrily awaited another dosage, her body dripping with her juices. She squirmed beneath his touch, anticipating his next move.

"Be gentle with me,” she teased, though Crow knew he could be as rough with her as possible and she would still yearn for him.

[LeggaeShark]

She whispered back to him and his desire for her grew, the darkness inside him wanting to bring her over.

He tilted her chin to look at him and gazed at her lovingly before kissing her once more, their tongues rolling against each other. He longed for her deeply and wanted to taste more of her.

His other hand continued to pleasure her, moving deeper into her womanhood. Obscene sounds echoed with every movement of his hand as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. He continued to caress her body, wanting to make her feel good. He wanted to feel her body quiver under his touch, twitch when he hits the right spot, and gasp from its intensity.

He wanted to make her scream in pleasure.

[KairaAdmin]

Do you know what you’re doing to me?

She returned the kiss greedily, capturing his tongue in her mouth like a stolen secret hidden between her lips. That’s what this was now, wasn’t it? A secret—a dirty secret, for the gods had condemned them into a curse of love, of bliss, of happiness and if this was punishment for something they had done in a past life, maker, Otter wanted to be punished.

Heaven took form in his fingers perforating places Crow was damned to discover. He knew every crevice in her body, and she squirmed as he roamed her, his fingers moving in and out, slamming into her. He explored her like a map, fingers digging into every spot that seemed to be marked with X. She moaned, grabbing at him for support.

It was like fire.

But not the kind that scared her. The heat was different, warm with every passing touch. She felt it coming—the burn of a flame, the blaze, the sharpness coursing through her body. Otter felt as though she would combust from the pleasure brought by the fire in his fingers.

Her body was tight around his fingers. She panted, moaned, trying her best to last a little longer, to savour ecstasy for a little bit more. She gripped his free hand tightly, small groans escaping her lips. When did he learn to hold her like this? She bit back loud moans till she could not take it any longer?


Body shaking, Otter screamed his name to the heavens.

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