Their bodies were not made for each other, maybe, but they have molded to each other over time, like two trees that have grown side by side over the centuries, each one's branches making space for the other's. Although Wilhelm knows Jesper's body by heart — the contours of his limbs entwined with his own, the fit of his heat wrapped around him — this deep familiarity has never worn out the thrill of these moments they share.
It gets harder to talk as pleasure engulfs him, white-hot flames licking his insides. His breath sags into sweltering groans, his hips push hungrily against Jesper, and his fingers drift down the jutting V of bone to palm at his cock. The world narrows to Jesper, or Jesper amplifies to occupy the whole of the world. Everything else, the flurry of wedding revelers, the current of scarlet leaves, fades away at its edges.
"Jes—" Breathlessly, with eyelashes fluttering low. "I need you...to look at me."
The now naked branches stretching over them begin to bud again, soft green potential at their tips. With each thrust they swell bigger, until one starts to split, then another.
They're creating life in their own way right then. If it's not the giddiness in the air or the rise of laughter and lust, it's the tree morphing and growing right under their joined bodies. By the end of this joining, this tree will no doubt become sacred, the unnatural divinity of it hanging there long after the two of them are gone. A fertility tree, perhaps, or one for the lovelorn.
The transmutation continues under his fingertips as he holds onto the bark and turns it into a different tree type all-together, one that isn't even native to this part of the land. Jesper holds on as tightly as he can and he needs something thicker so he makes it, the wood going dark compared to the budding color and soft green Wilhelm's blending it with. Something beautiful. A little of Wilhelm, a little of him.
Wilhelm's inside of him and moving so perfectly and he groans, following his command to look over his shoulder, leaning back enough so Wilhelm can see his entire face. His eyes are glowing white, a contrast to dark smooth skin, and he smiles at him. "Wille, fill me up, let our divinity come together." It's a joining in more than just the physical, they can slide in and out of each other, their essences combined.
Jesper sets it off first, he comes and the air around them turns heavy, filled with gold light. There's a feverish energy around them, like dizzy spiraling, and while Wilhelm can make the branches change and the flowers bud, Jesper's all emotions outpour. It builds and builds until it bursts.
As he comes undone, unraveling toward release, plunging fast and hard and deep into Jesper, Wilhelm's wings shimmer from dark purple to bright lilac. The magic energy composing them flares like fire climbing higher, consuming its kindling. The buds bursting along the tree branches yield first white blossoms, then pale green leaves.
He feels the warm splash of Jesper's cum spilling over his knuckles, and the air around them pressing heavily like another naked body, like the world itself shares in their feverish passion. In that golden light, he comes too. He empties himself into Jesper with giddy hips and breathless moans, until he's still — except for his heart roaring in his chest, and his hands soothing Jesper's thighs and stomach.
Wrapping around his waist, he tugs Jesper away from the tree that they've transformed, pulls him down into the soft grass to lie together. Around them flutter the red leaves the tree had shed. Wilhelm curls next to Jesper, peppering his skin with gentle kisses from shoulder to collarbone to chest. He combs his clean hand through his sweaty curls.
"It's a pretty nice wedding gift, hm?" he laughs softly.
Jesper never gets tired of sex no matter how constant his experience with it is, and he laughs joyously as Wilhelm pulls him away from the tree and down to the ground. His body feels amazing and it's tingling, his limbs fully relaxed, he could just melt into the ground if he felt like it. Instead he stretches out comfortably, naked and satisfied, and runs his fingers through Wille's hair when he snuggles up next to him.
From here they can see what they created during sex that will now exist in that spot for the rest of time, and it will be revered as something sacred and unique. People will pray here and know the gods blessed it, although how they blessed it will be a secret for the two of them. He smiles and pats Wilhelm's cheek.
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Date: 2024-07-18 10:44 pm (UTC)It gets harder to talk as pleasure engulfs him, white-hot flames licking his insides. His breath sags into sweltering groans, his hips push hungrily against Jesper, and his fingers drift down the jutting V of bone to palm at his cock. The world narrows to Jesper, or Jesper amplifies to occupy the whole of the world. Everything else, the flurry of wedding revelers, the current of scarlet leaves, fades away at its edges.
"Jes—" Breathlessly, with eyelashes fluttering low. "I need you...to look at me."
The now naked branches stretching over them begin to bud again, soft green potential at their tips. With each thrust they swell bigger, until one starts to split, then another.
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Date: 2024-07-24 01:19 am (UTC)The transmutation continues under his fingertips as he holds onto the bark and turns it into a different tree type all-together, one that isn't even native to this part of the land. Jesper holds on as tightly as he can and he needs something thicker so he makes it, the wood going dark compared to the budding color and soft green Wilhelm's blending it with. Something beautiful. A little of Wilhelm, a little of him.
Wilhelm's inside of him and moving so perfectly and he groans, following his command to look over his shoulder, leaning back enough so Wilhelm can see his entire face. His eyes are glowing white, a contrast to dark smooth skin, and he smiles at him. "Wille, fill me up, let our divinity come together." It's a joining in more than just the physical, they can slide in and out of each other, their essences combined.
Jesper sets it off first, he comes and the air around them turns heavy, filled with gold light. There's a feverish energy around them, like dizzy spiraling, and while Wilhelm can make the branches change and the flowers bud, Jesper's all emotions outpour. It builds and builds until it bursts.
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Date: 2024-07-26 08:06 pm (UTC)He feels the warm splash of Jesper's cum spilling over his knuckles, and the air around them pressing heavily like another naked body, like the world itself shares in their feverish passion. In that golden light, he comes too. He empties himself into Jesper with giddy hips and breathless moans, until he's still — except for his heart roaring in his chest, and his hands soothing Jesper's thighs and stomach.
Wrapping around his waist, he tugs Jesper away from the tree that they've transformed, pulls him down into the soft grass to lie together. Around them flutter the red leaves the tree had shed. Wilhelm curls next to Jesper, peppering his skin with gentle kisses from shoulder to collarbone to chest. He combs his clean hand through his sweaty curls.
"It's a pretty nice wedding gift, hm?" he laughs softly.
I think we can wrap!
Date: 2024-08-01 12:45 am (UTC)From here they can see what they created during sex that will now exist in that spot for the rest of time, and it will be revered as something sacred and unique. People will pray here and know the gods blessed it, although how they blessed it will be a secret for the two of them. He smiles and pats Wilhelm's cheek.
"One of a kind."