Phoenix sensual questionnaire

Big spoon or little spoon? Little spoon (She needs to be held)

Have you ever been on a blind date? Nope. I don't understand the concept.

What's the best kiss you've ever had? It has to be the first one Marc gave me. This moment was spontaneous, and hot, and everything I wished it would be, and even some more. I will never forget it. 

What's the best date you've ever been on? I haven't been on a date with Marc just yet, so this one is a bit old. It happened long before I stopped at Detroit. While working the field and trapping my target, he spontaneously took me on a trip to his childhood home. It was in a little town, or a village, in Italy. It was such a simple life, and for the first time, I saw the real him. He was kind and tender to the people there and to me. 

Favourite way to be affectionate with someone?  I will cuddle the one I love. I will run my hand through his hair and will always massage his scalp. MMhhh, I would also kiss his neck and shoulder and bury my head there. 

Favourite place to be touched? Well... As cliché as it is. I love when he palms my ass. I love it so much when he holds it, kneads it, and squeezes it. 

What's your favourite memory of you together? That has to be our very first conversation. It was cute and so clumsy. Can you believe it? a meet-cute in an elevator? 

Top, bottom, or both? Both. 

Do you like it rough or sensual? Both, although I am more inclined to be sensual. I love to make love, and with Marc, it is something even deeper. It feels so intense and beautiful, and I feel this incredible connection with him. I can be vulnerable with him and safe and comfortable too.

How do you feel about sex toys? I am indifferent to them. I use my fingers instead. 

What's the hottest thing someone can say to you in bed? That I am a good girl! That I'm tight and wet for them. That I am such a good girl for taking such a big cock. That I look good doing whatever I'm doing to them. That they are losing their minds because of me, because I feel good. This is so hot... oh, and that they love me. 

Do you prefer to give or receive? I love to give. I love to watch the reactions of my lover to whatever I'm doing to them.  I also love to be on the receiving end. With Marc, he always makes sure that I get off. It's wonderful! I love when he touches me, when he uses his tongue or fingers to lick, suckle, or pull on my nipples or any other part of my body. I love it when he thrusts into me. I love being on the receiving end of his care, and I love giving him so much pleasure. It's difficult to choose what I love most.  

What's something you secretly fantasise about? For now, I think I just want our neighbours to hear us when we have sex. I want them to know he fucks me and he fucks me good.  I am not a screamer, but it could be hot to become one. 

What's your favourite type of kiss? I love making out, sloooowly. I love it when we take our time. I love it when he holds my neck and scalp. 

Juicy questions to ask about your relationship: 

What initially attracted you to him/her?  His gentle smile. He was so kind to our neighbours. He was so kind to the kids that I could not help but be attracted to him. Then, upon talking to him, his simple desires, his charming personality, and the fact that I feel safe with him when we talk or when he is around truly make me feel good. I love his sense of humour and how caring he is. That made me want to know him more and better. 

Would you change anything about the way you met? No. It was like in the movies. spontaneous and charming. 

Have you ever been in love? Yes. A fellow assassin I grew up with. *Is falling in love with Marc*

Why did things end with your last ex? He faked his own death and sold me out to the Guild on his way out. 

What's one of your dating deal-breakers? Physical violence is a no-no. Psychological abuse as well. To be treated like a possession or a monster... Fortunately for me, Marc does nothing of that sort. 

Is there anything about the future that scares you? I'm afraid Marc would find out the truth about my past. He will have no choice but to arrest me, and the worst thing for me would be to be hated by him for my sins. 

The most forbidden person you've ever had a crush on?  Marc Flynn. He is a cop. he arrests bad guys, and I was one of them before. 

What's the wildest thing you've ever done for love? I accepted a risky plan to see my lover and me,  free from the Guild. We wanted to fake our deaths and run away from that place. I trusted him to see through with the plan and to leave with me, but he did not. He simply did not. He betrayed me, and I was forced to stay with the Guild - and was punished for trying to cross them-

Do you want to have a family someday? Yes---- but this is a dream I can't make true.... my child won't be happy with a mother like me.....But, God, do I wish to be. 

What's something you've always wanted to ask him/her but haven't? "Would you kill me if I told you I was a bad person and I deserve to die?" I just can't ask him that. 

Questions about sex:  

Where (or from whom) did you learn about sex growing up? I was trained for this by the Guild... 

How often do you like to be intimate? All day, every day! 

How important is sex to you in a relationship? It is a way to show our love for each other. It is also something I crave a lot because it feels good. It matters a lot to me, but it is not a deal-breaker if I don't have sex that much. I can deal with my own needs and would rather spend time with him than not, if he's not in the mood for it. 

How do you like to be touched? Well, I love it when he wants to make me feel good. I love it when he is determined and touches me firmly. I love it when he pulls me back to him and makes sure I can't escape his pleasurable touch. 

What's your favourite part about sex? His reactions to me. I thrive best when I can see how good he feels because of me. It is so intimate and sweet. 

The most challenging part about sex? I think itis about letting go completely. As an assassin, I always had to be in control. I always had to direct my lovers just so I could keep control of the situation. I am not used to letting others take control.

What makes you feel closer to someone during sex? When we talk, we laugh and chuckle, and we moan. We're vulnerable because we see what the other person likes and what can make them lose control. I feel closest to someone during these moments. I feel closer when we whisper in each other's ears, when we can confide in each other and express ourselves with no restraint. 

Do you prefer morning or evening sex? I'm more of a night person, but I fuck any time of the day. 

Lights on or off? On. I want to see his beautiful face. I want to see how messed up he is. 

What do you fantasise about when you masturbate?  Marc.... and his stunning abs and his really cute smile. His puppy face is perhaps the strongest turn-on I have ever seen. So I think about it, about him, kissing me. Touching me. Talking to me and moaning in my ear.

What's something you want to try with Him/her in bed?  I want to cum over and over again with little to no break, just so all I can have on my mind is just sex and pleasure.  It's so slutty... but I want to try that. 

What gets you off more: oral or penetrative sex? Penetrative,  especially when it's deep. I have discovered the pleasure of being fucked deep with Marc, and I am obsessed with it. It has to be noted that I also cum buckets whenever Marc is giving me head. He's so skilled! 

Have you ever tried BDSM? ..... yes! I had someone pull on my hair, squeeze my cheeks, spank me, and choke me. Later on, I sometimes squeeze my neck, I scratch their back, and I bite. I mostly bite. 

Does the thought of recording a sexy video turn you on? I would prefer not to film anything. 

What's the last thing you came to? Making out with Marc, while his hand is playing with my pussy.

What turns you on the most?  Marc's hugs and neck kisses. When he holds me and starts kissing my neck, I am losing my mind. I love it. I want more. It makes me want to make out with him and keep going.  

The funniest thing that's ever happened during sex? I think it has to be when one of my targets. He was so bad at sex that I was doing my best not to laugh the entire time. He kept talking to me about how good he was and how hard I was going to cum, but it was so damn bad. 

What's the naughtiest thing you've ever done?  Ah... I blindfolded my target, and I flogged him. He asked me to flog his cock to get him hard, so I did. I then teased him, my tongue, my mouth, and then I flogged him, rinse and repeat, until he confessed what I wanted him to confess and came because I flogged him the hardest I could. 

Most inconvenient place you've ever been turned on? The precinct, when I visited Marc. 

On a scale of one to Mount Everest, how high is your sex drive? Mount Everest! And can go higher! 

What's the hottest nickname He/she can call you in bed? Love. Darling. Babe. I think I like all the words of endearment. 

COPG: Life and death of Elpis: Worship

 (Elpis) 

She discovered a newfound love for being worshipped. She didn't need it, per se, for she was a primeval goddess and enjoyed tremendous power but it was a new power, one that indicated a shift in the power dynamic among the primeval gods. Ayasha, her treacherous sister and goddess of knowledge, discovered that their parents, the god of destruction Khaos and the goddess of all creation, Gaea feared the birth of their last child. Elpis was born out of true love between them. She was a desired child, not one made because it was needed but one made because they wanted it. It was a beautiful child, a powerful one who should not be made aware of her power. So it had been hidden.

Pride set her free. Her love for him did. It was transformative. Little by little her inner locks were destroyed and her true nature was exposed. She was the new All-Mother, although her title wasn't hers just yet. She was the perfect balance of her parents, a power capable to destroy and heal when used wisely. She was gentle and kind, yet was excessive, extra and destructive. She was complex, she was complete, She was everything and worship, oh worship was only making her far more powerful than she used to be. 

Elpis didn't like being worhshipped for the power rushing through her veins. No. It was the acknowledgement and the praise she liked to hear. It was the intense desire for just a glance from her, or the yearning for her attention she enjoyed. Could we say she was vain? Oh, Pride was far more of a Diva. Elpis could do without being worshipped, but she couldn't deny the joy and pride she felt when it happened. 

She couldn't deny the shivers she felt when the Sin set his eyes on her. She couldn't hide the weakness in her knees and the shivers that ran down her spine when she felt his burning hands over her sensitive skin or when she heard his deep voice whispered in her ear. She couldn't deny the pleasure that nothing in the world could top when the King of Kings, the future emperor of the Universe was focused on her and her only, as if she was the most beautiful being in the whole universe, as if her Light was the only thing he needed to keep going... as if there were only the two of them. She couldn't deny it... no... 

She was craving it. 

COPG: Triumphant

Pride and Elpis: Triumphant

A/N: I’ve been obsessed with this scene ever since I heard the song. This is a perfect Elpis x Pride song and I’ve been thinking of our babies for quite some time now. I miss them a lot, but we’re getting where we want them to be. So, here we go for a little sexy moment, where Pride comes back in all his glory.

xxxxxx

Elpis was laying on her bed. Her long curly pink locks were crowning her face and the white toga, wrapped with golden threads wrapped around her curvaceous body. She had her arms wrapped around her waist and was staring at the rich ceiling above her head. She closed her eyes, bored out of her mind and decided that perhaps that would be the perfect moment for her to venture outside of the castle. Pride had been busy fighting the last war against his siblings and she had not seen him in a long while. He wouldn’t even notice if she had left the confines of her room and explored the realm of the Dead. Her newfound curiosity about the world surrounding her fueled her excitement and had the goddess sitting on her bed.  She put her hand over her chest and took a deep breath as she felt the change in the atmosphere. It was a familiar pressure in the air, an ominous presence had entered her chambers but it didn’t alarm the goddess. Instead, the pink-haired goddess looked around for the Sin. He was hidden in the shadows, near the small table.

“Beloved?” her soft voice echoed through the room.  She heard him stand up from the chair and walk quietly into the light.

Her eyes grew wide as she stared at him.  He seemed to be relaxed since he was wearing his suit very casually. He didn’t wear his vest, didn’t have a tie on and his sleeves were pulled up. The sin was holding a glass of bourbon –his favorite drink- and a triumphant smirk crept on his lips. She watched as he stopped in front of her and cupped her chin so he could lift her face up. His eyes were blue flames, as his gaze was intense, proud, but not fully satisfied.  His eyes stared at her, at her sugary plump lips half-opened as she wanted to speak but words died at the back of her throat. Instead, she stared at his intense blue eyes.

Her face lit up because she knew that his presence in her chambers meant it was the end of her inertia. The elder goddess yanked her head back, allowing for her head to cascade behind her and spill onto the sheets. He had returned victorious. She had spent enough time with the Sin to decode his face. He wouldn't have come to see her, with such a smirk on his face, if he had not been victorious. She didn't even need to ask him what happened because she already knew. Pride finally ended the rebellion. He crushed his traitorous siblings under his boot and they were reduced to nothing. It made the goddess sigh in delight and made her slowly spread her legs so he could close the space between the two of them. Her toga rested on her thighs, exposing the soft skin of her knees and calves. She hitched it up a little higher, so he could come closer to her frame.

Pride had been fighting this war for millennia by now. For so long his power and legitimacy had been disputed by his siblings and they had attempted to his life ever since they could. Now that they were out of the way, Pride became the undisputed ruler of the Underworld. Pride took another sip of his bourbon while his other hand lazily traced imaginary paths on the goddess collarbones, eliciting delicious moans from the pink-haired deity. She rolled her head to the side, allowing him to touch more of her while her own hands were holding onto the sheets of the bed.

Her mind had been busy these path months. Busy with adjusting to this new reality, this new Pride, the fact her beloved siblings were destroyed because they tried to help her and most of her pantheon was now loyal to her traitorous siblings. Her heart was still filled with the bitter need for revenge but her thirst was quenched tonight because the Sin had returned. Pride chuckled at her eagerness to be touched by him and almost applauded her lack of defiance; Elpis was temperamental, but she also knew when to be. Tonight wasn't the moment to be defiant or aggressive. tonight wasn't the night to be upset or worried. Elpis was appreciating the moment and the return of her King. 

“Did Envy suffer?” She asked as she felt his hand gently stroking her neck. The air in the atmosphere because even suffocating because of his intense presence. A mere mortal would have been dead by now, a weaker god would have been brought to his knees, Elpis was aroused by the sudden display of power. She resisted, in her own way, slowly pouring her energy around her as well, which made him curb a brow.

“I promised you he would.” He replied, bemused by her playful attitude. His other hand gently squeezed her neck, enough to just add a little bit of pressure and make her roll her eyes as she enjoyed his touch. He then moved his hand higher and grabbed a fist of her silky pink hair. “Have I ever disappointed you, Meus Lux?” My light. The name made her squirm a little and she tried to close her legs but he was right in between now, She relaxed her throat, surrendering to him in silence as she tried to imagine how her beloved had tortured her sworn enemy.

Elpis hated Envy because he was almost succeeded in killing her vessel. She hated that he was able to ruin her millennia-long efforts to nothing and was even angrier at the fact he almost deprived Pride of her presence. She hated that he hurt her sweet vessel and wanted nothing short of a painful death for him. She made Pride promise her that Envy would regret his stunt with her and with her beloved assuring her that he did, Elpis relaxed even more. She hitched her toga a little higher, almost dangerously exposing hidden treasures he had not tasted for far too long, but she didn't go further as she wanted to tease his very senses as well.

“Never, Meus Rex. You've never disappointed me.” She paused for a minute before she opened her eyes again to stare at him. His glass of bourbon had vanished and he gently laid her on her back, his hand still holding a fist of her pink locks. She pushed herself further up on the bed, so the ebony goddess was now fully laying on her back. The king was above her, still in between her legs and with his free hand on her legs. Silence settled between the two of them for a solid minute. They both were looking at each other while Elpis stroked her king's cheek.

There was a lot of things she wanted to tell him, the first one being that she acknowledged he wasn't the Pride she once knew and fell in love with. He was remade and therefore anew, but his very essence remained the same. It took her a while to adjust to this new reality, but with time, he proved to be better than who he once was. He proved to be caring, he always ensured her safety and comfort whether he was around or not. She enjoyed their conversations, the time he gave her when he was still planning his attacks against his siblings. She enjoyed his brutal honesty and while he could sometimes be a true asshole, Pride wanted her to be happy. He didn't like it when she was upset, and while the Sin wasn't very vocal about his feelings or emotions, he managed to make her smile more than once. He learned to know her and accept the goddess with her short temper, her demands, her playfulness and this very emotion he couldn't decipher just yet.

Elpis fell in love with him, with this version of Pride and realized it when he went to war. She realized that she grew attached to him and wanted nothing more but rule the universe with him. He was a conqueror after all, not just a ruthless king of the Underworld. Her beloved couldn't stop just right there, Pride wasn't designed like that. He would want more and she would want to be by his side when he would get more. After he conquered the Underworld, he would now only go above and destroy the very pantheon that messed with his life and hers. A kiss on her cheek was enough to distract the goddess from her trail of thoughts and she felt him slowly brushed the skin of her arms and pull them above her head. The goddess enjoyed the touch of the Sin and relaxed as he submitted her to his will. She bit her bottom lip, enjoying the surge of power from her beloved that literally crushed her frame to the bed.

The fingers of his free hand hitched her toga higher, exposing the goddess underwears and allowing the sin to better settled in between her legs. He did grow in power and was holding the world in his palm but his endless appetite forced him to want more. Elpis, despite the many opportunities she had never betrayed him. She remained within the Underworld and waited for him. He knew she wasn't helpless but instead tested her strength every day. She grew stronger and more powerful over the months spent here and he could feel the renewed energy flow through her veins. He could feel her appetite for revenge and more pour out of her and into the atmosphere. She was strong-willed, determined and very different from the Elpis he saw in the “other self” memories. Her smile softened him and he let his lips give her feverish kisses. It quickly became clear he didn't want to speak right now, but rather celebrate his victory over his siblings, so Elpis didn't insist. There would be another day for a deep conversation.

-TBC-

COPG cha la la kiss the girl

Elpis And Pride: Bonding

A/N: our babies. it's been a while and I wanted them to have a sweet moment. away from the wars, they both lead. 

xxxxx

Elpis dropped her high heels onto the floor as she walked towards the large glass window of their hotel room. She had a glass of red wine in her hand and her hair was tied in a tight pink bun. They had just come back from a concerto where Elpis enjoyed herself. After all these millennia humanity transformed into something even more exciting and beautiful than she expected them to be. On top of that, Pride made some efforts today to actually enjoy himself and her company, which didn't go unnoticed by the elder goddess. He followed her closely from behind, his tie was untied and his eyes were intensely staring at the goddess' back that was exposed by the fine skin tight red dress she was wearing. 

She had been smiling all night, mesmerized by the refined taste humans had in music and fine diner. He witnessed her power flares (as he called them when she unintentionally induced Hope in the hearts of men and empowered them), turning the world around them even more beautiful than it actually was. it even started to make him reconsider Earth. For the Sin, it was a dump, filled with bumbling idiots who didn't know anything. It was a place he wanted to destroy from the moment he set foot there, but she made him reconsider that night. Her joy, the rise of power, the near-symbiosis she had with the lower life forms there was pleasant to witness.. but he suspected it was because she smiled a lot, to him. 

He cleared his throat so she would not be startled by him and watched as she crossed her arms and kept her glass of wine in her hand. She felt his arms gently stroking her arms and shoulders and saw his reflection on the glass before her. Tonight they spoke to each other, they talked about Earth, what she had missed, how things have changed and the things they liked. For once, it was not about convincing him to spare mankind, or for her to prove she could be fit to fight his siblings or hers for that matter instead of being locked in the Underworld. They simply talked about them, as individuals and she realized that she could truly ask him anything he would answer as truthfully as he could. Therefore, when he said he wanted to know her better, it made the goddess feel warmer. she held onto his hand, her power flared, bringing warmth to the Sin who held onto her hand tighter as if he didn't want to let go of that warmth. So when he stroked her shoulders, she smiled and leaned into the shoulder as he pulled her into a tight hug. 

"It was a good idea taking you out tonight.." He said, pressing a kiss to her head. She closed her eyes for a brief moment before she took another sip of her glass of wine while admiring the city lights. 

"It was what we needed, Superbia. A moment alone, together." She said, unable to suppress the smile that crept on her lips as she felt his hands rub their way down to her waist. The sin then wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a tight hug. she wrapped her arms around his and leaned her head against his chest. 

"I promise we'd have more moments like this one..." His eyes flashed purple as he remembered that his own siblings would make it harder for him to fulfill his promise. She looked up to his face and kissed his neck. 

"No promise you can't keep..." She teased him with before she took another sip of her wine. "However, I am excited about our next time together. I know the old you liked to meet me at a natural sanctuary on Earth, but mingling with humans of this era is far more exciting! the clothes, the style, the minds...It felt like a playground for the rusty goddess I am."

Pride grinned and planted a kiss on top of her head before she pulled away from his grip and turned around, facing the sin. He took the pin that held her bun together off of her hair, allowing the long pink strands to fall down her frame and noticed her eyes glow a bright golden colour. Seeing her so carefree was actually reassuring the sin; he was able to observe her, see the mischief in her eyes as she played with humans. See the dark edges of her soul as she encouraged the sin to use his own powers and challenged him. All of this was encouraging, but what was more encouraging was the way she was looking at him. All night long, he could sense her arousal, her desire, and admiration but something else.. something more genuine, something more powerful. he didn't know it yet, but she was falling in love with him and certainly, that night when her gaze changed for something more intense, she already fell for him and he felt it in his essence, but wasn't able to recognize it just yet. He felt her attachment to him, the connection they've established tonight and how warm... that warmth... he stroked her cheek with the cold back of his hand, which elicited a soft moan from the goddess who leaned into his touch and kept her eyes half-closed.

"You're awfully silent tonight Meus Rex..." She whispered, while she emptied her glass and snapped it away.

"I'm admiring the view," he said while looking at her glowing eyes, his purple hues flashed brightly. "You were gorgeous tonight." He said as he lost his hand into her pink locks and quietly curled them into a fist, making her tilt her head to the side and expose her neck.

"Past tense?" -She teased him while a soft moan escaped from her lips. 

"You /are/ gorgeous tonight." He corrected himself, his lips brushing over the sensitive skin of her neck. "What do you say if we keep enjoying tonight, on this very uncomfortable human bed?" She grinned at him as he started to reverse-walk and laid on his back, pulling her on top of him so she could straddle him. The goddess ran her hands over his chest and bent forward so she could look at him with her bright golden orbs. "You are gorgeous, Elpis..."

"And you are... irresistible.." She moaned into his ear before she pecked his nose. The night was young and it brought them together.

COPG : purple gaze to golden orbs

Purple eyes to golden orbs. Alabaster hands to ebony skin. Pride knew what he was doing. He was a son who took everything but he also was very capable to give. He rewarded loyalty. He rewarded the good deeds. He rewarded the goddess with his special attention. With his hands playing with the most sensitive spots of her body. How she loved him! How she loved when he was playing with her nerves and turned her roars into submissive purrs. She was craving Pride. She was craving for his lips on the crook of her neck,

For his hands kneading her sensitive breasts and pulling onto her nipples. She was craving for his tongue on her clit, driving her out of her mind as he would taste her juices and make her squirm beneath him.
Pride was good.

Pride was unfair too. He would turn the goddess into a puddle of nerves, using her soft and sensitive skin to his advantage, making her sing the song of passion and beg for more. Ah, he loved it when she begged. The goddess did too. She had always tried to hold
Her own against

Her siblings, she has always dreamed of being in charge and yet, with Pride she was willing to lose herself into him because she trusted him. Pride would always help her find herself when they were done. He would always make sure she is alright and satisfied. Yes, because it couldn't be otherwise. She had to be left empty of any remaining desire. He would have to quench her thirst and satiate her hunger of him and he always did. Pride was good. Purple eyes to golden orbs. She would never take her eyes off of him, not even when her body was giving up to the pleasure he gave her. He has to see what he was doing to her. He had to understand her cravings for him. And he did."