1. Daniyah

    Open Anything For A Kill

    The stable smelled of iron, dung, and hay. Honest things, uncomplicated things. Daniyah crouched low beside the pale mule, one knee pressed into the packed earth, the animal’s weight resting steady against her shoulder. She held the hoof firm between her thighs, rasp in hand, drawing it slow...
  2. Daniyah

    Private Sospirando of a Mother's Sleep

    The huntress just snorted. “King... that word is a poison. Every bastard wants to be one. Most end up bones in a ditch, wondering where that promise went.” The sailor was talking to the wrong person about prophecies. Old memories stirred. Uninvited. A pressure behind her temples. White cloth...
  3. Daniyah

    Private Sospirando of a Mother's Sleep

    The square behind them laughed and clapped and lived. His words drifted like warm breath in winter. His memory spilled into the dark. Autumn leaves in burning oranges, yellows, and reds. One woman’s kindness. A breeze slipped down the alley, like the draft of an inhale. It wasn’t cold so much as...
  4. Daniyah

    Private Lantern Flowers [M]

    Daniyah let herself be gathered. Boneless and useless in his arms. Everything in her felt pleasantly unstrung, muscles and bones lax as honey. A soft laugh spilled from her as he tumbled them to the side. The world tilted, then settled. Sheets dragged. He remained sunk within her, a lingering...
  5. Daniyah

    Private Lantern Flowers [M]

    She stretched like a satisfied cat, then winced and laughed at the same time, body shivering as she felt him still moving inside her. Their warm spill seeped and slid, sliming down her inner thighs. The numbness he felt, she felt too, a deep, thudding saturation, humming like a spell still...
  6. Daniyah

    Private Lantern Flowers [M]

    He came to her the way storms do: first in omen, then in certainty. Sweat salted their skin. Holy salt. Warding salt. It slipped between them, undone and licked away to the last line. Her skin prickled with witchfire in each nerve. Their mouths found each other again and again, greedy as...
  7. Daniyah

    Private Lantern Flowers [M]

    Salty, salty sweat runs down her neck. A furious blush burned her neck and face. The heavy head in her hand was nearly as red as a toadstool with its angry cap atop the great stalk. Limbs and legs wrap around flesh like ivy. Knot together without edges. All slide and coil, like snakes drawn to...
  8. Daniyah

    Private Sospirando of a Mother's Sleep

    Daniyah slowed as the square opened up before them. Lanterns hung like low moons. Laughter rose in bursts from the knot of onlookers gathered around the little stage. Actors in crude costumes, with loud voices, tumbled over each other on the stage. Breath and wine made the air warm. She slipped...
  9. Daniyah

    Private Lantern Flowers [M]

    "Todavia sigues buscando tu hongo favorito?" He had sprouted stiff and moist when she reached for him. Stood tall and proud on a field of coarse, light curls. Her thumb swept over the flushed head, spreading the bead of his dew that had gathered there. "This?" she murmured, her gaze swept down...
  10. Daniyah

    Private Lantern Flowers [M]

    Her hand, moving as if through deep water, slid between them. Down his chest, over the damp, heaving plane of his stomach, through the coarse hair below. Daniyah's head fell back when he released her hair. A broken, continuous sound poured from her throat, half-sob. Climbing, climbing, the...
  11. Daniyah

    Private Lantern Flowers [M]

    Daniyah's hands tangled in his hair, gripping, twisting, soft as smoke, rough as stone. Her breath hitched when his finger slid through her, when that tender drag over raw, swollen flesh lit her fibres like lightning. She tried to swallow the moans, bit it into his shoulder instead, tasting salt...
  12. Daniyah

    Private Lantern Flowers [M]

    She felt the words rise, sharp as a blade, tender as a bruise. They pressed against her teeth, begging to be spoken, begging to be real. Daniyah let out a small, shaky laugh, the sound more like a sigh of wind through dry reeds. “I… I’m just tired,” voice thick with the haze of tonight and too...
  13. Daniyah

    Private Lantern Flowers [M]

    A tide she could ride and be carried along with. The ripples of his release still licked at the edges of her. His spilling overflowed, out of her like sea foam. Kept one hand resting lightly on his chest, feeling the rapid drum of his heartbeat. Slowly, she relaxed her other hand, the one that...
  14. Daniyah

    Private Lantern Flowers [M]

    Then she saw it in his eye. Blown wide, pupil swallowing up the green, the gold, fever-bright, storm-wild, bliss-drunk. He wanted more? Fool. Another slap, harder. "Oh, you like that?” she hissed. “Being twisted up like this? Held down?” He was smiling, which only made her move harder...
  15. Daniyah

    Private Lantern Flowers [M]

    His body was a taut bow, his back arched, his heels digging into the bedding for some semblance of leverage he would never fully find. I’ve been such a bad Cazadore... You need to teach me a lesson... Daniyah uncoiled. A viper rising. For a moment, she simply looked at him, every shameless...
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