See You Soon, Blue Man, Maybe... (Patreon)

After the blue Genasi made his decision, Fearne contemplated the thought that she might never get another chance. It was right there, at Eshteross' manor, that she inquired: "Before you leave--Could we have a walk? J-just the two of us"

Somewhat shocked by the sudden request, most guests exchanged intrigued looks with each other. Whilst Dorian acknowledged this could be the very last time he would be in the presence of those chaotic yet peaceful eyes.

He reluctantly accepted.

After a silent and quite an embarrassing walk to the lower levels of the Core Spire, through the gates of Jrusar, they ventured Into the jungle surrounding the premises of the city, where a peaceful river painted a landscape away from curious others.

"This is what I wanted to show you," she said with her eyes locked on the water. "I hope it is okay I brought you here."

"B-of course! Of course, Fearne. I love it here!" Dorian replied. "You got me worried for a bit since you didn't mention where we wer-"

"Do you want to fuck?" She abruptly inquired.

"-beg your pardon?"

"Oh, maybe I wasn't clear enough; I was wondering if you would like to fuck like, right here" Fearne explained to her stupefied companion while reaching for his belt and pants.

"HWHA--WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"

"Well, you didn't say no! How am I supposed to stop if you don't say 'no', Dorian?" She justified revealing her breasts, choking the already aroused virility of the man. "Don't worry! I count with almost a century of experience. I am getting the hang of it."

And so she did; she showed off all her experience. Up and down and from left to right. She controlled the rhythm and the man as well. It was as if the fuzzy nature of her cleavage was just making things harder for the poor-poor gentleman. 

Only the trees witnessed the mess that transpired after Dorian's lost battle. Just the way in which that cute Faun knew to do it best. "See you soon, blue man. Maybe..."

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And thus, a hero finds the direction in his own journey. But not before getting a little souvenir from the lovely Fearne. Well, rather two big souvenirs!

Quite a pickle of a painting! Honestly, I don't even know why it took so much sanity out of this Cap'n, yet our lovely impersonated chaos deserves all the efforts! 

Despite the effort, This lil' story got me thinking: 'What if we add a 'pt1' at the end of the title and start brewing some ideas for pt2? 👀👀👀

Please let me know if you would like to see those! For I don't mind painting some more blue skin and diving headfirst into the continuation of this messy farewell :3

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EDIT (Mar-11-22): Thank you to all my lovely sailors who pointed out the lil' issue with Fearne's legs! After fixing them, the composition ended up looking even better than before!! You are my little geniuses 🥰🥰🥰

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Listening: From Afar (Ensiferum) 

Feeling: Quite tired, yet peaceful =)

Thinking: Time for fresh sketches! New ideas ahead!