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❥      NON – SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE .

At least the thing had gone down. Riski felt his head spin when he moved to look back to check on Destiney, the sunny La Noscean day darkening around the edges. “You okay, Dest?” he asked. His voice sounded distant and fuzzy to his own long ears.

It was only the span of a blink, or so Riski thought, and suddenly Destiney stood in front of him. He brows were furrowed and the flitting light of her fairy companion compounded on his dizzy feeling. “Riski,” Destiney was saying, trying to get his attention. “It’s going to be okay. Just breathe.”

Riski tried to dredge up a smile for her. It was fine; he’d taken far worse hits before. Which was his last coherent thought before his eyes rolled back in his head and he collapsed onto the grass.

Destiney resisted the urge to squeak in panic when Riski fainted on her. Daisy’s arms flailed in a moment of worry as Dest moved to assess Riski’s condition. She knew the last night he insisted she didn’t heal him that things would be alright left alone. Good thing this time he was passed out because she wasn’t asking this time. Not that she could anyways.

She moved him so his head was resting in her lap, brushing the hair from his face gently. Daisy landed on Riski’s shoulder before looking up at her master as if asking for permission. Destiney nods before she closes her eyes, moving her softly glowing hands to Riski’s chest. Seeking the damage and making sure his life wasn’t in danger. Letting her aether soothe any pain. “Please Riski… Please wake up…” Daisy was lending her help as well to aid her friend in his recovery.