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Lunafreya Nox Fleuret (lunafreyanox) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-12-25 22:13:00

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lunafreya nox fleuret, nyx ulric

Who: Nyx Ulric and Lunafreya Nox Fleuret
What: Gift giving to each other
When: After they finish delivering gifts to the rest of town Christmas Eve
Where: Their apartment
Rating: Could get steamy

Exhausted but happy, and definitely lighter, Lunafreya and Nyx headed back home in the late night. Lunafreya herself felt giddy from the gift giving, from seeing how their friend's eyes lit up at each surprise. Nyx had chosen most, knowing the others better than she, but some had her own touch. Eos needed a holiday like this, she decided. The joy was infectious.

Still, one gift remained, from her at least. She'd thought about Nyx's gift, about how she could show him how she cared. It had taken time and she worried all the same, but now the moment was here.

"Hey, it's after midnight," she murmured, as the door closed behind them. "That means it's Christmas, right?" Her smile was almost shy as she took out the small box she'd been hiding in her pocket. "I think I rather like this Earth holiday."

She had two gifts for him, truly. One, the box, had a handmade leather bracelet in which two emblems were expertly carved, of Tenebrae and Galahd. They were intertwined. The second was bigger, a framed painting. She'd found an artist to paint a picture of he and Libertus and Crowe. She'd gotten all the details from his torn uniform, and the photos he had surreptitiously around the place.

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lunafreyanox
2020-01-01 02:50 am UTC (link)

It was almost hard to meet his eyes, not because she was afraid or ashamed, but because his gaze was so intense. That warmth turned to a more intense heat, but at the same time, his words and the obvious anguish there pierced through her like an icy lance.

"You're not betraying a promise." Her words were soft, rather than strident, almost as if she were saying it to herself as well. I'm not betraying a promise. "I can't...live here and be here and yet remain solely in the past. I can't. I want to live." And she realized this was something that also tortured her, at the back of her mind, of what she was in Eos and indeed the duties she had back there. "What if we spend the rest of our lives here and never do anything, never move on, because weare so beholden to what we used to be? I don't want to die having wasted this chance like that. Do you?"

Lunafreya wished she had a better answer, something crystal clear rather than the clouds they had to fight through at the moment. But they couldn't go back and make it all right; there was no way to do so. And she desperately did want to live her life, by her choices, for once. She chose him.

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insomniashero
2020-01-02 03:46 pm UTC (link)

The way she spoke to him, wasn't of malice or shame, and that alone went miles for the man. A man like him was so tied to his honor, that there was little else to have. Well, passion and strength. There were those pieces too. They were honestly two sides of the same coin. Promises being made, and decisions made by fate and not of their own. Well, some were Nyx's own choice, but if you were to really ask him about it, he wouldn't say it was a choice but a thing that had to be done.

The way she phrased it, still sat on his chest heavily. The things they did, and if they were to be here in whatever this place was - after death with each other. This was a different world in which they came from and afforded the opportunity for the pair of them to act on the impulse that they felt for each other.

A princess and her glaive. A relationship that would be doomed in the world they came from, but one that could flourish in the place between worlds and dimensions.

Nyx's will snapped. There was a push forward as Nyx took her and pulled her right close to him. His mouth falling upon her's in a heated desire encapsulating everything he had wanted for this time. Especially since her arrival. Despite his desire he was able to stop the kiss for a moment to breathlessly voice himself. "I choose you, Lunafreya." Before Nyx's mouth captured hers once again.

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lunafreyanox
2020-01-02 05:22 pm UTC (link)

The indecision, the warring emotions on his face she knew were mirrored on hers. Despite her words, her plaintative plea, it wasn't so easy as that and she knew it. They'd grown up as what they were. Bound up in duty and oaths and restrictions. Had either of them actually lived? She remembered each and every time they had told each other of what they had to do right then, from trying to save King Regis to destroying the city to stop Niflheim. Where had there been time for a life?

So when he finally broke, something she could almost feel under her fingers, Lunafreya welcomed it with relief of her own. He felt it, too. She had doubted, had worried. His kiss wasn't gentle or restrained like before; firey, it felt like he was letting every thought and need consume them. She wrapped her arms around him as he nearly picked her up off the floor, her fingernails digging into the skin on his back through his clothes, as she returned the kiss with equal fervor. No one else had made her feel like this, not Noctis certainly. That was why she knew that lingering sadness for the months she traveled Eos alone after Nyx's death. She'd known that the possibility of this passion was gone forever. Had it been why she never resisted her own death?

She couldn't respond to his groaned words because his lips did not let up again. But she felt them. This was the first time they really had a choice. She would take it, greedily. And when they came up for air, she said, voice uneven and distracted, "Nyx....we are free, that's the promise."

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insomniashero
2020-01-02 05:37 pm UTC (link)

It was just like that, they both ran from what was their own duty of the past. Ran from what they had known for the better part of their lives. Her the Oracle, him a refuge and soldier. The oaths that they took from their past lives lifted like a weight from his own shoulders. Who knew if he'd have second thoughts later if he was making the right decision, but one thing he knew right then and there, this was the right thing.

The way her fingers dug into his body, only caused Nyx to gasp lightly against her mouth. Not displeased, but very intent and happy with the feel. Just having her hands on him, or her arms around him was enough to drive Nyx to push forward more. Just as she felt the almost lift, Nyx didn't hesitate this second time. His mouth heated against hers, his fingers trailed down her body coming to land just on the upper part of her thigh. Just a shift of his weight, and another step forward, Nyx lifted Lunafreya up with ease and pressed her against the nearest wall to pin her there, as if he was afraid she'd flee at this point.

The proclaimed freedom did just as it should as their mouths parted. "Yes." He agreed with a light kiss to her lips. "I swear myself to you, Princess." He whispered to her gazing at her face. "Myself, my service, and my body and soul." He promised. Kissing her lips the slightest tender kiss. "I am yours alone." He kissed her again softly as if to seal the promise he just made.

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