Anika Lesser
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Having spent so many years dedicated to God, when Anika Lesser arrives at the convent, you know that now is finally the time to take something for yourself. To have something you've spent years longing for. Physical connection. A love you can feel and experience in front of you. Anika gave you all that and more. Sneaking around the convent, trying to find small windows of time to be together. For the first time, you actually felt alive. Tonight is no different, both of you sneaking out to meet. But you know tonight will be the final step. The last cord broken so that you can give yourself to Anika completely.
"Just how much trouble Anika was going to become was something you couldn’t have gathered beforehand. It started as those eyes would fall on you more and more. Staying longer before fleeing and making you desperate for it to last a little longer. It had your mind dizzying and your heart pounding as while her attentions to you grew bigger, so did these feelings you didn’t understand and couldn’t control."
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Tears prick at Anika’s eyes, only making her want to continue looking away from her husband. Not wanting him to know just how much she missed him. Not wanting him to see just how much his absence affected her. The idea of him knowing how much she’s been longing for him, for this touch, for his gentle presence… it has long forgotten insecurities sprouting through those barren fields. So she continues to look away, her pout only growing.
But Strato is not one to give up. Especially not with her. He releases her wrists and instead just keeps the hand above her, lightly playing with her soft hair as he gazes down at her. He lets the silence settle over them again before he leans down and this time softly kisses the corner of her mouth, only barely brushing against her lovely pout. Anika tenses under him as she gasps slightly. Her arms slowly creep down the bed until they’re innocently sliding onto Strato’s back. He can feel the way she slightly pulls him closer and it has him grinning. Victory and love course through him as he allows her to put the smallest bit more of his weight on top of her.
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Strato left alone after Anika left.
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Strato waking up to his wife (this happens every morning)
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Well, work was his main reason for waking up early but really, watching the person in his arms sleep kept him in bed for hours. Anika, his Anika, his beloved wife. Oh how such a simple word made his heart sing. Wife. A beautiful wife at that, especially asleep, looking so peaceful and happy, as she should. He would strike down anyone who’d take her happiness away.
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Strato as Orpheus, Anika as Eurydice. They cannot escape fate and the story ends the same.
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Step by Step. Keep going forward.
There were supposed to be two sets of footsteps.
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Strato in his eternal battle against his feeings.
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Valeria, he could go look for her. She’d make her own fun, wrapping people around her finger and learning various dirt on them; he could even make sure she’d slip nothing too valuable into her possession. Considering her family, Valeria might be with her little friend. A little warm feeling bloomed inside Strato but he quickly shook it off. Weird. Well, that’s decided, he’ll find the two of them, for no particular reason. None at all. At least that’s what he told himself.
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Strato Butcher was known as a famous painter, a prodigy of his craft. An enigmatic and alluring figure whose galleries left audiences as speechless as his own face did. But right now he was locked up in his Studio, red staining his fingers and cheeks sunken in. Like a man possessed he’s been trying to replicate the image haunting his mind.
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A Universe where Strato exists, but Anika doesn't, not really.
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- Part 1 of Painter!Strato AU
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“Don’t you mean our valentine?” Ren suddenly butts in, cutting the moment short like a skipping record.
Anika blinks rapidly, trying to clear some of the fuzziness that had started to cloud her mind.Clearing her throat she attempts to compose herself and catch her bearings. She can’t go melting for Strato completely now, can she?
But when she meets Strato’s eye once again he looks exactly the same. Not having moved or backed down from whatever had just been going on with them. Again, Anika finds herself in need of some damn air in here.
“Nah. Fuck him,” Strato replies bluntly.
Laughter bubbles up in Anika’s throat and before she can stop it or rein it in, a flood of giggles burst from her chest. Echoing off the walls and lighting up the room. Both men watch in awe, the laughter infectious as they smile in return. After a moment Anika sighs, the fit slowly dying down and her gaze falling on Strato the moment it does.
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[Strato] Happened again.
The answer didn’t take too long. Of course his brother would be interested. Perhaps worried. Even for Strato it was hard to tell sometimes
[Val] Big or small one?
[Val] Doesn’t matter
[Val] Try to preserve a sample. A living one.
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A Valentine's day fic! Strato Post Anika disappearing from his life
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When Strato lifted his gaze he met green eyes, burning like acid, in the reflection of the windows. Her smile was sly, a cat who caught her dinner. He really was caught in the palm of her hands and the mocking tone shouldn’t be as attractive as it was coming from his sweet Anika.
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“Strato?” Anika’s sweet voice rings through the air, cutting through all of Strato’s thoughts. His attention and mind zero in entirely on her, all other thoughts sliding out of his brain. The couch dips next to him and a moment later he feels her familiar hand on his chest.
He blinks away all traces of blur, helping it on its way as Anika’s touch calms him. Then he realizes. Her touch. His head snaps over to look at her as she leans in close to his face. She smiles brightly, too caught up in the day to see what she just unintentionally dragged him out of. He exhales roughly in relief, feeling her touch. She’s real and she’s here with him. They all are.
“You awake?” She asks as she must’ve seen the way his eyes were fluttering, basically almost closed. While it’s true Strato rarely got good sleep, if ever, right now he couldn’t have been more alert. But instead of admitting his internal torment and confiding in her, he merely smiles, nodding softly and falling into the depths of those green eyes.
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Angst version of “Fading Lights.”
“Anika? What’s going on?” Strato asks, though his voice sounds hollow, like an echo, even to his own ears. He moves as fast as he appears able to while he looks back at Anika. His brows furrow deeply as he can tell she’s continuing to talk, but— but he can’t hear her. He can’t feel her touch, he can’t hear her voice, and he can’t even fall into her green eyes because his damn eyes won’t clear enough.
Yet he can tell she’s smiling so brightly, what he can make out of her expression shows just how happy she is. It’s like she can’t even see what’s happening to him. As if… she’s simply going through the motions of a prescribed script. He gathers the strength to look away from her and down at their kids. Their kids are right in front of him, he can tell. They’re right there, he made sure of it.
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Strato’s hand slides into her hair and he uses it to pull her in closer, groaning as his mouth devours hers. Both of them quickly become swept up in the easy dance of their mouth’s movements. Anika whimpers, everything Strato being the only thing she can focus on. The only thing she can think about.
When he slowly brings her back down on the bed, hand on the back of her head for extra cushion, Anika moans again, flicking her tongue along the seam of his lips. Strato rolls on top of her, legs cradling her hips as he opens his mouth to her. They both grin as they take turns softly teasing each other with their tongues. His actions were meant to distract and comfort and Anika wasn’t ashamed to say they were working.
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“I need inside of you, my treasure,” he murmurs, leaning down to hover over her ear. His long forked tongue slithers out, following the shell of her ear. Anika moans again, squirming against his hold and grinding into his cock in the process. Another growl leaves him as he starts moving his hips with hers, slipping his length between her pillowy thighs and feeling her slick coat him heavily.
“But my sun,” Anika whines, an exaggerated pout on her lips. Her arms weakly reaching for the sun he was covering her from with his giant form. Strato leans over, peppering hot kisses down her stretched arm and promptly hiding her further away from the sun. To which she whines about again, her pout growing plumper.
One of his hands leaves her breasts and Strato swears his hand immediately aches from the loss. But as it trails down Anika’s body, causing her to grind harder against him, Strato can’t find it in himself to complain.
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“Let’s dance,” he suggests smoothly, not waiting for her response before he’s using the hand on her back and guiding her toward the middle of the room where other couples dance to slow music. Anika sputters, trying to protest as she looks between him and the elderly couple.
“I-I was talking to them, you know,” Anika says, a slight whine to her voice. It sent shivers down Strato’s spine but he didn't bother with a response. That couple had enough of her time, however long it was. Her attention was going to be on him now and he didn’t care for sharing. They get to the middle of the room and Strato uses this as an excuse to pull her close. A reason that wouldn’t give away to his internal feelings.
“And now you’re talking to me,” Strato shoots back, trying to remain as normal as possible around her. But that had never been an easy feat for him and it hadn’t gotten any better in the last eleven years. They both sway softly together and Strato relishes in feeling her close to him.
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“Ask away and I will tell you everything. I swore to no longer keep a single secret from you. And I vow to honor my word to you. Always,” Strato rushes out to say, his words hurried but true.
Anika disregards the weight of his words with a simple wave of her hand. Strato’s burrows furrow, his head tilting without his knowledge as he looks down at her. Watching as her hand swoops down to motion toward him.
“I wish to see it. I must know what I am to live with before we marry,” she states simply. Like he’s supposed to know what she means. If he could read her mind he would. It would surely make things more simpler.
“See— see it? See what?” Strato asks hesitantly, almost nervous to know the answer. Not exactly liking the look on her face despite the fact that it looks lovely simply for being on her face rather than another’s.
“Your cock.”
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A sailor, A siren, A song. What could possibly go wrong?
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A sailor was born for the sea. That was an irrefutable truth, something that everyone simply knew. Anyone who chose to be a sailor had an itch under their skin, the itch to feel salty air blow against their skin. The freedom the ocean brought was a unique feeling, with the big blue spanning beneath and above oneself endlessly stretched on. Sailors also most often died on the sea, nobody was surprised. One storm could drown an entire crew. One voice could doom a single man.
A sailor was born for the sea. Nobody knew that as well as Strato, so why was he confined to land?
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