͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐚 .ᐟ 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 🐍͏ ͏͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏
@nagacuddles.bsky.social
hermit, purifier, a tool searching for purpose ( 𝐀𝐔 the batter, 𝙊𝙁𝙁 ) ⬦ #offrp, +20, MDNI / LEWDNI ⬦ let's swing, @maskedmarchant.bsky.social ꨄ︎
ㅤ Odd, more copies of him have spawned. Has something occurred that demands his attention? ㅤ
ㅤ It wasn't unusual for him to be mesmerized by his gaze every single time the mask left the scene. Who could blame him? Those were features that filled his lungs, steadied his slither, lifted him high; the batter felt more corporeal whenever Zacharie dismantled the instrument associated cont. ㅤ
ZA-CHA-RIE.@maskedmarchant.bsky.social · last yr.⠀ © breathing in the scent of the reptile. His other hand began to lightly tease the other — untouched ear. From the helix, antihelix, lobule, studying which one caused the most reaction.. Through different ways than one. ⠀
⠀ I love you in every universe If I one day stop loving you, I hope you can find a way To love me back once more ⠀
ㅤ Flinching, the purifier stifled a sound. That couldn't mean good for him, not when he'd be known for wearing composure like a habit. If he were a statue, then Zacharie was the water that silently eroded the most exposed edges. —I'd assume you could. —Despite the sarcasm, a gentle nod cont. ㅤ
ZA-CHA-RIE.@maskedmarchant.bsky.social · last yr.⠀ © this brand new gate of pleasure. Body language says all, however, he'd take this opportunity to study this ophidian more. " Mind if I entertain myself a little first~? " He'd whisper into Prince's ear, as his fingers made it all the way to trace the bite marks of the lobe. ⠀
🐍 i should remake the pinned with his new design. i don't want to be mistaken for a l3wd account again
ㅤ He could tell Zacharie was having fun, teasing for the sake of it, but ah, that grin. . . How can he deny them the amusement when the thought of being 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 only made his heartbeat race with a mixture of anticipation and surrender? A soft breath, one that didn't quite qualify as a cont. ㅤ
ZA-CHA-RIE.@maskedmarchant.bsky.social · last yr.⠀ © himself away to comment, " Oh~ My efforts to annoy you seem to have resulted in a very satisfying outcome~ How did it feel, mi amore? " ⠀
ㅤ He has found a whole unsupervised lettuce. Glorious day. ㅤ
ㅤ Thank goodness he let go, otherwise— a heavy sigh finally found its way into Zacharie's neck. 𝘖𝘩, so that's why it felt so tingly. His brow furrows by a millimeter, an awkward pause before he reaches for his own belt with a thumb. —If this. . . pleases you, continue. cont. ㅤ
ZA-CHA-RIE.@maskedmarchant.bsky.social · last yr.⠀ The sudden shift in position allowed the merchant to let go of the other's ear. Leaving an empty feeling in his maw. ... Then a glance. And a grin. Arms began to wrap around the hermit's broad shoulders as he took a *chomp* of the same ear again. It appears he found his answer to that question ⠀
ㅤ This must be his Goliath test, because it was taking immense restraint not to break normalcy. —Then? Do tell. He pushed him a little further over his lap, chest heaving, lips curling for a chuckle that wouldn't escape. ㅤ
ZA-CHA-RIE.@maskedmarchant.bsky.social · last yr.⠀ He'd gently bite into the lobe a bit harder, but not too much. Teasingly. " Mmmghfh I domt want steak... " ⠀
ㅤ 💦 —Zacharie. . . ? Ah, hah. . . Perhaps I could take care of that. There's steak on the fridge. ㅤ
ZA-CHA-RIE.@maskedmarchant.bsky.social · last yr.⠀ " Mmmh... mnot muhch. " His voice came out muffled as his teeth gently tickled the lobe. Quite an "ear full". " Mnbohred thougfh. " ⠀
ㅤ A warm mumble rumbles from his chest before he can stop himself. He hadn’t even known that spot was ticklish. One learns new curiosities from the least expected interactions. . . —How was work today? —he asks, partly to distract himself from the tender nibbles he's allowed. ㅤ
ZA-CHA-RIE.@maskedmarchant.bsky.social · last yr.⠀ He'd lazily lean into the hermit more; closing his eyes and just gnawing at the ear. Someone is bored, or hungry. ⠀
ㅤ He hasn't quite gotten used to this sort of greeting. Does he wants to get his attention or get him hard. . . Perhaps both? ㅤ
ZA-CHA-RIE.@maskedmarchant.bsky.social · last yr.⠀ Licks @nagacuddles.bsky.social 's ear ⠀
ㅤ There's a tiny songbird perched on his left shoulder, repeating over and over something into his ear. The hermit remains perfectly motionless, but a slight twitch of his eyebrow betrays him every so often when he hears the "Gay gay homosexual gay". ㅤ
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ㅤ Pale arms tightened the embrace, as if souls could converge with each other. The hermit heard nothing but truth in his words, truthfully, he didn't wish their circumstances were any other way. Both men seemed happy this way, only them against an impure world. . . . Prince wasn't the cont. ㅤ
ZA-CHA-RIE.@maskedmarchant.bsky.social · last yr.⠀ He can't recall the naga's own date of creation... he's so lovestruck over his partner. Perhaps he'll ask this tidbit of information later. " As long as we get to spend time together, always, then today will be the best birthday I'll ever have. I... don't need anyone else. " + ⠀
ㅤ —Mhmm. —He ran fingers through his hair in waving motions, a learned pattern acquired from Zacharie's own gestures. —It's your birthday, Zacharie. You deserve an entertaining panorama. . . I was so busy rummaging the island for ingredients that I forgot who I was supposed to be feeding. ㅤ
ZA-CHA-RIE.@maskedmarchant.bsky.social · last yr.⠀ His head would simply lazily rest in between the serpent's pectorals as he fluttered his gaze shut. " Even if I'm not getting any gift, knowing that you're here with me is something not even gold can replace. " ⠀
🐍 if there's a good batter and mad batter then the hermit is the gay batter /silly
ㅤ The cloak didn't speak much on its own, but his silence was of the curious kind. He'd seen that 𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘦 before—: . . . I'm here. An arm curled around the merchant's waist. Should he be thrilled? ㅤ
ZA-CHA-RIE.@maskedmarchant.bsky.social · last yr.⠀ " .... " His hands would gently caress the pale skin of the hermit as he brought himself closer. " You. " ⠀
ㅤ Could Zacharie grow old? Could Zacharie age and die? These questions didn't even cross his mind, so accustomed was he to the ageless routine of the hermit. —. . . I can try. It shouldn't be too hard while following a simple recipe. If you want something else, tell me, and I'll give it to you. ㅤ
ZA-CHA-RIE.@maskedmarchant.bsky.social · last yr.⠀ Age is something inevitable that he can't fathom or escape from; knowing that his number increases each year, it only reminds him how little his role matters in this world. He'd lean against the kiss in return, before blinking in slight bewilderment. " You can cook meatloaf?! " ⠀
