1. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    CRACK Blood. A lot of blood. Redder than Roki's robes, redder than the tunic beneath Ketyl's puffy vest, redder than Lou's face when she had kissed Roki. From each nostril, warm and thick crimson rivers flow easily over Ketyl's lips, down his chin to drip, drip, drip. His eyes get darker...
  2. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Ketyl blinked, a second needed to feel the sting of palm against cheek. Lips fell, teeth were shown, and nose wrinkled at the half orc's audacity. "Fuck you," The taller squire snarls, grabbing the red robe resting against Roki's chest with both hands, to pick him up and push him off his feet...
  3. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    "No, Roki--" Lou was too late, he was already following after Ketyl, that look in his eyes. All her fault. He was hurt and it was her fault. He went after Ketyl because she had been silent, her fault again, all of it, her fault. Ketyl turned easy because he wanted to. Ketyl listened to Roki's...
  4. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    For a moment, Ketyl's hands doesn't budge off of Lou's shoulder, lingering for a second more before the weight is lifted off of her. Ketyl pulled Roki up easily, tunic taut around his bicep as if a seam would burst, but it had been stitched by Lou so it only tightened against Ketyl instead. Warm...
  5. Alouette D’aureville

    Open Choose to be Chosen

    The sun was bright but not hot. Autumn still hadn’t decided to turn towards winter, even if there were few leaves on trees and the air was colder every passing day. Alouette raised up a tanned hand, blocking the sunlight from her vision as best she could while squinting her eyes to look up into...
  6. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    The door had hit the back of her head, a bright pain, but before she could even react to it, Roki had moved her out of harm's way, quick and easy. Even her ears were red now, Roki, ever her hero, his warm fingers pushing away hair, looking down at her warm and kind. So gentle, so careful, so...
  7. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    He was warm against her, both a soothing comfort and unbridled excitement, sweet and salty. He smelled good in the sort of way that wasn't like some thing but instead a command, a urge. Kiss here, touch there, press against this. All of it was thoughtless, arms around his neck, chest bumping...
  8. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Such a sharp intake of breath was easily silenced by Roki's warm lips, her breath having been stolen already by the caress of his thumb. Immediately, she felt the difference. With Ketyl, it had felt like she were begging for thread. But with Roki, it was a bolt of fabric that unraveled...
  9. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Lou lifted her head up to Roki like a sunflower to the sun, his golden eyes intense, full of hot summer days spent sweating and getting tan. Her entire face was red as if he had burned her, she could feel the blush race against her cheeks and nose like a wildfire, scorching her peachy skin...
  10. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Alouette watched Roki. It wasn't the first time he had shared the sentiment with her, but it was one of the rare times that she had ever heard such words. Someone choosing her over all the other things they could do, not once, not twice, but thrice. Even now, Lou knew that he wanted to spend...
  11. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Syr Noa grinned towards Roki's direction, gaze missing his eyes, but it wasn't lost on Lou how the Knight turned her head to follow every word Roki said. Roki was her favorite, Lou realized, feeling almost bittersweet about it. She hadn't considered being Syr Noa's favorite, she was much too shy...
  12. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Thread snapped, both of their heads recoiling from the tension, no longer floating, Lou could feel just how hard and cold the ground beneath her was. Brown brows furrowed together at Roki's apology. If anyone had made it weird, it was her. She had brought up the subject, had gone into depth...
  13. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Sounds pretty good to me. Sounds pretty good to me. Getting all you want to give, Lou.... When her spring green eyes raised towards Roki, realizing the lack of space between them, something like lightning sparked down her spine. Between the hustle and bustle, time slowed down for Alouette...
  14. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Roki must have kissed a lot of people, she realized with a feeling that she couldn't describe. She felt it in her chest, a twinge of the heart. She felt it in her gut, a strange hollowness. Lou told herself that it was good she had asked Roki, that his thoroughness in answering her question...
  15. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Alouette wouldn't have left on her own. Roki's words reminded her that she could go where she wanted, that she didn't need to watch the puppet show. Although she nodded her head, considered turning to leave, there was a big enough part of her that had her stay to watch the story play out. She...
  16. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Periwinkle. What a flower for a witch to be. What a color for a witch to have. Periwinkle. She looked over at Roki, at his gold sun dancing eyes, at the contradictory twilight violet flowing hair. What sort of periwinkle would look best on him? True or powder, light or dark, misty or dull...
  17. Alouette D’aureville

    Open Big City Dreams

    Lou was right behind. Roki took a seat first, then Saskia. Arbok and Gruki strode through with ease, people instinctively making room for the two that stood taller than most of the men. It left Lou to keep her wits about her, side-stepping here, sliding through there. There were still two seats...
  18. Alouette D’aureville

    Open Big City Dreams

    Back on solid ground, Lou's eyes flitted from each person. What a wonderful group they had; it brought a smile to her face. She watched Gruki and Roki, wishing she had a sister. Or maybe a brother? She stared a moment too long at Roki until her face was too warm. No, definitely a sister. Lou...
  19. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    “No wonder why Syr Noa says you’re her favorite,” Lou said, smiling wide. “You can turn anything into a song like she does.” Granted, Syr Noa was prone to pulling out one of her three instruments to accompany her raspy voice. Roki’s voice was softer, lighter, like blowing a puffball. Neither of...
  20. Alouette D’aureville

    Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still

    Green eyes followed the fat frog. When Roki opened its mouth, Lou smiled. Did Roki always have this? Did he get it on his travels? She liked thinking that Gruki gave it to him for his birthday one year because it looked like him, especially when both their mouths were agape. If the coin purse...
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