<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 11:00 AM <br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Where the <em>Wild</em>things Are (https://hips.hearstapps.com/hmg-prod.s3.amazonaws.com/images/black-sand-beach-punalu-u-beach-1489522998.jpg?crop=1xw:1xh;center,top&amp;resize=480:*)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Descendant, Ryusei<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> The Too Powerful Doctor Toshiro<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong> And all at once, let the romantic swimming montage begin!<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Casual Dress (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/41/24/20/4124208ec8b34b58d62fc6af64763fb1.jpg) | Bare Feet | Toshiro's Anti-Magic Bracelet | Black Sand, Dirt, Small Spiders, THE OCEAN</span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless <em>tilted</em> her horned, and dripping head at the many, circling <em>fish</em> and other slipperythings around Ryusei's firm legs as the Descendant laughed; he laughed very hard. His <em>hard</em> laugh made his firm body <em>rumble</em> against her, like a hum, an energy, that was all his own. “I am glad your magic is not your fathers, for I would <em>miss</em> the Ocean, <em>Ryusei</em>.” The trickster chanted his name again, three syllables, a slow song that rose high, as she <em>still</em> watched the Ocean. <em>It was fun to say his name. Very fun, very fun.</em> Kyless kept her bright, golden eyes on <em>all</em> the things of the Ocean, all the colors, all the sizes, just below, wondering a lot.<br/><br/>Ryusei’s story told of <em>some</em>thing else. Not just the destructive power of his father’s magic, the lingering <em>anger</em> of Azmodiel, an anger that still lingered in the demon realms, even though he had long left it for these unfortunate human ones. <em>It told of protection.</em> The Descendant Ryusei was protective of <em>her</em>. <em>Could he sense how she was now, with her small magic? Could he sense what was truly happening to her, because of Toshiro's gift?</em> It was a very <em>curious</em>thing, indeed. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless finally <em>raised</em> her horned, and dripping head to look back up at him. “You are… very bumpy.” Kyless complimented, as Ryusei kept looking back at her, the salt of the Ocean on his pointed cheeks, and curved lips, and broad shoulders, and big, defined chest, rising and falling like the <em>playful</em> waves against their legs. <br/><br/>And suddenly then Ryusei held her <em>closer</em>, tighter, his warm hand on the wet back of her beige dress, pressing her against him. Her breasts <em>pushed</em> into her wet dress, into his wet chest, his <em>big</em>, wet and defined chest, and his other warm hand -- Kyless had not forgotten -- <em>gripped</em> her deep blue thigh just enough to make Kyless swoon into him. “Ah~hmmm,” the trickster cooed softly, opening her dark lips and raising her dark, wet eyebrows at her own <em>arousal</em>. <em>Oh, Ryusei!</em> She could feel a lot of him now, all of his <em>bumps</em>, each of his firm, wet muscles <em>pressing</em> against her wet, salty, beige dress, <em>pressing</em> it further into her hot, sensitive, blue skin, especially between her aching, long legs. <br/><br/>“It is… okay.” Kyless breathed, and <em>reassured</em>, still looking at Ryusei with her wide, golden eyes, that glittered now with more mischief and <em>desire</em>. “The Ocean and all of its <em>slippery</em>things will not hurt me and so I will <em>swim</em> with them now.” Kyless was surprised how his <em>close</em> felt, how much she <em>wanted</em> his close, but the trickster could <em>not</em> forget about the Ocean. She could not forget to play, today, <em>this</em> day, of all days, when her magic was so <em>small</em>. “You will swim with me, also, yes?” She could have <em>both</em> Ryusei and the Ocean. She <em>wanted</em> them both, today, <em>this</em> day, and she rarely got <em>the</em>things she wanted anymore. Not since SOPHE took the Outside away from her and kept it away. Kyless gave a small, playful smile to Ryusei. “And then <em>some</em>place soon I will tell you of your <em>magic</em>, so you will be less surprised when <em>wild</em>things <em>follow</em> you,” the trickster promised, before turning her head upwards to the bluest sky to release a <em>sneeze</em> that <em>left</em> a magical, twirling flare of pink, blue and gold magic. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. As it spun and drifted between them, Kyless thought it was strange that Ryusei did not know he was a Descendant, but she would fix that later and soon. Always <em>soon</em>.</span>