Closed to Mikh'tan Moshroca (darlingdatura)

[immortalmarshal]

((OOC: continued from over here, and expanding into this initial post))

When Cor had first taken the guard duty job for Mikh'tan, he thought he was done with the adventurer's life. But then he realized that the lad was just some adopted kid for the parents' future plans, and he found himself becoming closer to the Miqo'te as the latter came of age. The initially short requests to travel for plants for his personal gardening and alchemy projects started to become longer and longer, because Cor realized how much he liked being alone with Mikh'tan.

And apparently, his young charge seemed more and more taken with the little morsels of true freedom, until he craved for more. So, Cor finds himself back in the folds of the Adventurer's Guild, but this time not alone.

He smiles as he pulls out the little scroll from his pouch. "What kind of job did I find? Something that perfectly fits your set of skills." He hands the scroll over to the Miqo'te. "Do you remember that one merchant from the Sapphire Avenue Exchange, Syntgoht? Well, his shop's in need of some curatives quickly, and he's put this request thru the Adventurer's Guild...."

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[darlingdatura]

Mikka hadn't really known he could just leave. Without the skills required, without the confidence of experience he had no way to go it alone, and surely no one would want to babysit him without getting paid?

But Cor had put that concern to rest, the little Miqo'te absolutely delighted when his bodyguard had raised the possibility of striking it out on their own. Not that he had much to offer initially, but he was doing his best to contribute to their livelihood, and these smaller jobs were a great help in both getting experience and making some coin in the process.

Mikka took the scroll, nodding at Cor's description. He'd certainly seen and spoken to the merchant before, and felt a little relieved when he realized the requisition was something he knew he could do. "I've got most of the supplies already, and the few I don't are safe enough to get- I should have this done rather quickly."

[immortalmarshal]

Cor is simply grateful that there's something like the guilds to help new adventurers like Mikka these days. It's saving him a lot of time and headaches, finding jobs to help build up his young companion's confidence and experience. Plus, knowing that Mikka is safely working on some alchemy side jobs leaves the Hyur time to find the more lucrative combat jobs that are quick and easy for one of his experience level.

"Good to know that. Would you like me to come along as you're gathering the rest, just in case?" Part of him giving Mikka small jobs is also to train himself to trust Mikka to handle said jobs on his own more and more. It should help build some much needed independence in the lad as well - a nice bonus. Still...it never hurts to ask, in case the unexpected happens.

[darlingdatura]

"Hmm... it should be okay. It's things within sight of the city gates, not anything I'll need to range out for." Which also meant within sight of the guards. While they wouldn't go far from their posts, they certainly would assist someone that near that needed help. And besides, Mikka knew the more time Cor spent helping with his jobs was less time he could spend on the sorts of jobs that at the moment were definitely making more money for them.

It didn't ever stop him from appreciating the offer though.

[immortalmarshal]

It would also help that Mikka is still dressed like an Ul'dah native, in case some of the guards are the types to only care about that. But Cor puts those views to one side silently; he will no longer need them by the time they're truly on the road.

"True - especially since your little friend here's getting good at guarding you." The words are warm, and he glances down approvingly at the Carbuncle at their feet.

[darlingdatura]

He'd tried to dress in a similar way to the locals, but had found the clothing too heavy, and stifling when the weather was so nice. Knew he would need to be more mindful when fall and winter crept in, but until then he was fine in his usual clothing.

"Zaika's definitely a good little watch Carbuncle." Mikka agreed with a soft smile as the little summon gave a raspy chirp of approval from her spot. She was a very good deterrent for the average bandit, and was well aware of that fact.

[immortalmarshal]

Cor doesn't mind him dressing as usual during this bout of very nice, very warm weather. But he will have to help Mikka adjust to wearing more coverings if he's going to have his new partner join him on the battlefield someday. And speaking of which...

"Yes, and she's feeling more and more natural by the day. Maybe once our current set of jobs are done, we can try and find somewhere quiet with a couple of striking dummies? Wouldn't hurt to help her get used to being commanded on the fly."

[darlingdatura]

"That sounds like a good idea to me," Mikka replied cheerfully, pleased at the idea that he'd visibly improved with his summon, who he smiled down at. "What do you think, Zaika? Want a chance to show off how smart you are?"

The perk of ears, and the little chirp of sound from the carbuncle certainly sounded like an affirmative.

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"Excellent!" Cor doesn't say much else, but only because his meal arrived just a moment after saying that. So he instead speaks of small subjects with Mikka while they have their evening meal together.

It's only when Cor's finishing that one pint of drink, his plate now empty, that he broaches a different subject. "So...what exactly are your plans this evening?"

[darlingdatura]

"My plans?" Mikka tilted his head, nose scrunching faintly in consideration. "No plans to speak of. Why, did you have something in mind?"

[immortalmarshal]

Cor's smile turns fond as one hand slides across the table to gently touch Mikka's hand. "I was thinking that we could spend the evening having some...intimate moments, as it were. I could order up a small tray of fruits and wine to our room, even..." They have gil enough to cover that tiny splurge, on top of the usual room and board for the rest of the week.

[darlingdatura]

"Oh!" Mikka felt his face flush at the idea, lips quirking on a sheepish smile. "I... yes, I rather like that idea." He hummed, shifting his hand to catch Cor's fingers in his with a light squeeze. Even without the little splurge, though that does make it sound so much more decadent.

[immortalmarshal]

Cor's smile warms even further, before raising that hand to his lips - one of the few tricks he's picked up from a brief stay in Camp Dragonhead some years prior to the Calamity. He loves nothing more than to make Mikka happy, on pleasant evenings like this one. The lad deserves to be happy, and the Hyur's more than willing to provide all the affection his dear Miqo'te needs and wants.

"Shall we, then?" He inquires as he rises from his seat.

[darlingdatura]

Mikka was so incredibly susceptible to little things like that, those small bits of affection that Cor offered. Near insatiable for his need for that affection and attention, especially with it offered so willingly and often, sharing it happily in kind.

"I think so, yes." The Miqo'te beamed up at him as he slipped from his own seat, happy to tuck in at Cor's side, trusting Zaika to follow along.

[immortalmarshal]

Cor nods, and wraps an arm around Mikka's waist. Content to let his companion nuzzle against his side as much as he wants, he places his request for the fruit and wine with the innkeeper before they head towards their room.

It's one of the bigger rooms available - enough room to set up a small alchemist' lab on the provided desk. The bed is certainly large enough for both of them, since it's a room meant for couples. Cor guides his companion over to it, sitting down first before pulling Mikka onto his lap.

[darlingdatura]

Zaika of course wasn't going to be deterred from her routine- investigating the room, only once satisfied that things were to her liking settling into the pile of pillows set to one side of the desk. Mikka barely had to focus to keep her active, which was good for his general need for companionship when Cor was gone, so rarely dismissed her other than when it was time to sleep, if they weren't camping- she made an excellent set of eyes for helping whoever was keeping an eye on things come eveningtime.

The Miqo'te followed Cor's guidance, quite willing to settle into the Hyur's lap, arms slipping around him as he cuddled close with a pleased little chirp of sound.

[immortalmarshal]

Mikka's skill at keeping Zaika around is very promising, in Cor's practical viewpoint. Which is why Cor welcomes the Carbuncle's presence most of the time they're having their private moments together. If nothing else, she provides an extra eyes for security's sake.

Cor holds Mikka close, murmuring sweet nothings into the younger man's hair. One hand pets along the spine while the other rises to scritch behind one of the ears. Most other Miqo'te, he wouldn't dare do this - but only because he's rarely been as close to them as he is with Mikka.

[darlingdatura]

Most Miqo'te certainly wouldn't stand for such things, especially not with those they aren't very close with if anyone. Mikka accepted it quite readily, purring softly already as he was all but melting in Cor's grasp, face nudging against his chest, ears flicking in response to the gentle drag of nails.

[immortalmarshal]

Cor continue to mutter sweet little nothings into Mikka's pointy ear as his hands shift. The one on his head starts to pet down towards the back of his neck, gently massaging the skin there. The one on the back also begins to pet its way down, but to the tail instead. One, two, three testing strokes in the right direction up towards the tail tip...

[darlingdatura]

"Cor~" Mikka positively crooned for the lovely feeling of those hands stroking along the back of his neck, the petting of the small of his back just getting the Miqo'te squirming, hips tilting in an almost encouraging sort of manner, a silent request for more attention from the man.

[immortalmarshal]

Cor feels that hip tilting, and takes advantage of it by palming that cute little rear for a moment or two. The hand on his neck continues its own stroking movement for that much time as well, before moving back up to the ears. "Yeah, Mikka? Tell me what you want right now..."

[darlingdatura]

Mikka couldn't help the soft rasp of amused sound at the feel of Cor's hand groping his ass, face flushing a bit more in response though he hardly looked upset.

"I want you, I... I'm just not even sure where to start." He felt silly admitting as much, but there were so many options, and he was fairly certain that they'd only really scratched the surface of how they could enjoy each other.

[immortalmarshal]

Cor's smile grows even wider upon seeing that flush on Mikka's cheeks. The Miqo'te looks so adorable like this, every time...

"It's alright; we can take our time exploring various things this evening. Just tell me how you want me - all the ways that appeal to you." They have been scratching the surface, based on Cor's experience. But he doesn't want to rush things, not when Mikka is still adapting to such intimacy.

[darlingdatura]

It never took much to get the Miqo'te blushing, to be fair.

"Can I..." He huffed a soft, embarrassed little noise, smiling shyly at Cor. "I'd like to t-taste you." He remembered their first time, how good it had felt when Cor had sucked his cock, and couldn't help but feel curious about how it might feel to do the same for him.

[immortalmarshal]

That is true, which is why Cor enjoys doing it whenever he has the chance to.

Still, that request warms Cor's smile all the more, making his heart skip a beat. "Be my guest, then. Just don't try and deep-throat immediately." Which is sound advise, given the sizeable bulge in his pants. Surely the Miqo'te knows by know that his Hyur partner is far from small in that regard...

[darlingdatura]

Mikka's smile brightens a bit at the warmth he spies in Cor's expression, a pleased little nod offered at the advice as he carefully slipped from the Hyur's lap down between his legs instead.

"I think you're a bit too big for me to manage that," He hummed in a sheepish tone, fingers delicately picking open Cor's pants, a slim hand reaching in to stroke the man's cock. "Not without... practice, anyways."

[immortalmarshal]

Cor shifts his legs into a wider position, just to accommodate Mikka kneeling between them. One hand pets that soft head of hair, both in fondness and in encouragement as his cock's slowly being freed and stroked.

"We'll have plenty of time to practice," he agrees, a little hum rising from his throat. "After all, the beast tribes aren't causing too much trouble...and there doesn't seem like it'd be unwise to pitch a tent on the road at night these days..." Well, not by one's self. And besides, he wants to get Mikka's own pleasurable cries to rise higher than they normally would whenever they stay at these inns.