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E-Sumi Yan welcomed a new conjurer to the guild today, a young miqo’te woman with pink braided hair and soft pink eyes. She was introduced to him by the Elder Seedseer herself, introducing the girl as Y’miah Shtola, the Warrior of Light. He had heard about her, from the celebrations of the Eorzean Alliance managing to beat back the Empire’s advances thanks to her efforts. She was an interesting enough, doing a lot better effort at honoring and listening to the Elementals than their youngest conjurer, Sylphie was doing. Because of that, he had kindly requested for Y’miah to mentor the girl, or at the very least show her what he meant by respecting them.
He wasn’t entirely sure as to why Kan-E-Senna had introduced her to him. Other than saying that the young miqo’te wanted to learn how to heal and protect her friends, words that had a trauma-filled undertone to it, followed by saying it was the will of the Elementals as well. Honestly though, the Padjal wasn’t bothered by the introduction, even thankful. Beyond helping him with Sylphie, Y’miah had managed to draw him into philosophical and theoretical conversations about the magicks behind conjuring, which ended up being the highlight of his week whenever she came around for them.
He’s eventually proven right to steering Y’miah towards Sylphie when it’s brought to his attention through their interactions that instead of borrowing aether from the Elementals she was using her own. Thank the Elementals that they discovered this now rather than later, as the girl’s mother had practiced the same way. It eventually lead to her death as she was essentially using her own life force to heal and as one’s own life force is limited her mother ran out, snuffing out her own life. This was revealed when Sylphie had tried to cast Raise on a soldier during Y’miah’s Water Trial. However, E-Sumi Yan felt like he had taken his scoldings a step too far, apologizing to the miqo’te and asking for her to see to Sylphie.
He was surprised when she hugged him and said that he shouldn’t worry, that the young girl was just scared after losing access to her magic. She had pulled back and gave him a soft smile that made his cheeks light up with red, before saying that she’ll be back, heading off towards Sylphie. Later that night he spent a well long enough amount of time laying in bed awake, looking at his soulmark. It was a curious little symbol on his wrist, representing the fated path of the world tying two individuals together. His was a sun overlooking a red lily, and he had yet to identify his other half. His thoughts led him to the possibility it was her when he noticed he thought of her as the sun to brighten the cloudy skies that was his long lived life as a Padjal. But he wasn’t too sure because he had no clue what the red lily would represent, so he shelved that thought for now.
Y’miah thought that E-Sumi Yan was rather fascinating, and very much a breath of fresh air compared to how everyone else acted towards her. Having just recently saved Eorzea from the Garlean invasion everyone and their mother praised her left right and center and it was exhausting. She was no longer sure if people wanted to talk to her for herself or because she was the Twelves’ damned Warrior of Light. However the Padjal was different, he treated her like normal, and even entertained her questions on the nature of conjuring magic. She always looked forward to their conversations, the two of them occasionally finding themselves at Mother Miounne’s enjoying a meal while they debated the philosophy of nature.
What also drew her in was how much he cared about his students, he had confessed to her one night that he was terrified of what might happen to Sylphie if the girl took it a step too far. The Elementals were not to be trifled with and once they were angered it took a lot to calm them down. He had lost so many students over the centuries to arrogance and a lack of respect to nature that he always felt blessed when he got a student like Y’miah who understood the need to do so.
The Padjal carried such a burden after his long time alive that she always felt happy when he let her in closer, feeling ecstatic when he had let her hug her after the incident with Sylphie. E-Sumi Yan smelled of a fresh bouquet of flowers, filled with daisies, lilies, lavender, and roses. Such a revelation instantly drew her attention to her wrist later that night, which was represented by a cornucopia filled with a bouquet of flowers. Perhaps E-Sumi was the one whom she was looking for her entire life. Her other half that her mother Y’shtola had told her about the day after she adopted her.
She had shown Y’miah her own mark, an eclipsed sun overlooking a cup of tea, telling her that while she had yet to find her own soulmate, she knew that one day they would meet. That upon first kiss would each others’ names be engraved under the mark, to signify a true bonding of eternity. That the other person was made for you to be your other half for life and beyond that. Ever since that conversation Miah had dreamed of meeting her other half, of the person that she could entrust her worries to, her love, and her life. Eventually though she decided to enjoy the friendship for now, until she got a confirmation that it was him.
After she had helped Sylphie find herself and learn to respect and trust the Elementals she had been immediately dragged into helping the Padjals, being given a crash course in White Magic. Apparently she was the first outsider to be granted the chance at learning the secret magic. The brother had a distaste for her being taught, but it was approved by the Elementals, as shown by the fact that the Elder Seedseer said they wanted E-Sumi to accompany her on her journey to collect the robes of A-Towa-Cant as a trial from the Elementals. The Padjal seemed happy to follow her around, having said that it’s been a while since he was sent on a larger mission by the Elementals. The two of them got closer and closer on their journey, especially after having to sleep in the same sleeping bag after getting stuck in a cave in a rainstorm after collecting one of the pieces and exhausting themselves of their aether.
Miah was taking a deep breath and relaxing in a chair at the Carline Canopy, waiting for E-Sumi to show up for their celebratory meal. Her, E-Sumi, and the other Padjal had teamed up to protect the Holy Tree, succeeding in doing so, causing the miqo’te to be fully granted the blessing of the Elementals to use white magic. She had even discovered a new spell, one that granted offensive power from healing others being represented by a giant enormous blood red lily. Honestly she was ready for a relaxation period, thinking of the food and conversation she was going to have with E-Sumi.
She quickly spotted him a couple minutes later, but the sight that met her stalled her heart for a second. He was staring in her direction with a sheepish smile and holding a bouquet of flowers of mixed variety. Without even thinking she stood up and ran towards him, the Padjal presenting her with them. “I u-uh got you some flowers to celebrate you becoming a White Mage, Fufucha helped me pick them out, saying I was rather hopeless at understanding the language.” He said, rubbing the back of his head.
The miqo’te gingerly accepted the bouquet and admired it, gears turning in her head as she rapidly realized something. “E-Sumi….” She murmured as she sat them down at the table. “Is.. is it a bit much? I’m sorry if they’re no-” He started before his lips were claimed by hers, the noise around them suddenly vanishing as there was only them. Both of their worlds were lit on fire with passion and pleasure, the two of them leaning into the kiss and sighing. Glowing from their wrists drew their attention, pulling them out of the kiss as they examined their soul marks. E-Sumi Yan. Y’miah Shtola. Their names written on each others’ wrists, cementing the truth that they were made for each other.
Suddenly though, Miah felt pain on her head, behind her ears, hissing in pain as she reaches up and yelps, getting poked by something sharp. E-Sumi quickly checked her to make sure she hadn’t hurt herself and gasped. “M-Miah, you have Padjal horns.” He said, causing her to give him a confused look. Curious and also intrigued at getting E-Sumi somewhere private she dragged him away to her inn room, quickly standing in front of her glamour mirror. True to the Padjal’s words, she had horns now that sat squarely behind her ears, signifying her as a Padjal despite the fact she had not been born a Hyur. She and E-Sumi could faintly hear the Elementals in the air giggle and rejoice with glee, as if they had intended this all along before the sounds vanish. While that was owed a thought right now she wanted her soulmate and she wanted him now.
The miqo’te-cum-Padjal turned towards E-Sumi and smirked, pulling him into a rough kiss, eliciting a moan out of him. His tongue very quickly slipped into her mouth, eager at exploring every inch of her, desiring to taste her. With a light push, Miah managed to get them to stumble backwards towards the bed before she pushed him onto it with her on top of him. There were no words between them as they made out, because there needn’t be, just two soulmates sharing in each others being and finally joining intimately.
Eventually though they had to pull back for air and that’s when Miah let out a breathless plead. “Sumi… please.” She begged, the Padjal instantly knowing what she wanted as he hurriedly tried to get his pants off, thankfully managing thanks to the miqo’te assisting him. His erection was straining painfully in his underwear, letting out a sigh of relief when he managed to get them off and it was freed. Miah had managed to get her own pants and panties off, showing her own painfully hard erection. At the same time she quickly divested herself of her shirt, letting her breasts bounce in Sumi’s face.
“Twelves, I need to be in you Miah,” He moaned, desperate to feel her around him. “Second drawer, near the bed.” She muttered, grinding her cock against his, feeling their pre soak both of their lengths. With a huff the Padjal carefully reached over to the drawer and yanked it open, pulling out the bottle of oil and copiously coating his fingers and length in them. “B-be patient with me, I probably w-wont last long. It’s b-been well over a c-century and a half since I l-last was intimate with someone.” He moaned out, already feeling his orgasm threaten to overwhelm him.
That only prompted Miah to once again roughly kiss him, letting out a moan as she felt his fingers find her hole before quickly beginning to finger her, trying to spread her open. “Mmfff you’re so t-tight.” He gasped, feeling her hole squeeze his fingers. “H-haven’t b-been w-with anyone myself. W-wasn’t interested in t-the w-women in t-tribe. W-wasn’t interested a-after I g-got to Aldenard.” She huffed, causing Sumi’s eyes to dilate as he realized he was going to be her first. He quickly managed to find her prostate which had her keening in pleasure and repeating his name in desperation.
“Sumi pleeease fuck me.” She whined, her tail whipping around excitedly, as she slowly lost coherency, her soulmate driving her crazy with pleasure. “M-my p-pleasure my sun.” He muttered, the affectionate name causing her to purr, which was rapidly turned into a moan when he quickly sheathed his cock into her hole, causing a bit of pre to leak out of her dick. “O-o-oh Twelve, t-that feels s-so fucking good. Move, move, move pleeeease my flower.” She whined, grinding down on his dick and making his vision flare with pleasure. “M-my pleasure.” He said, his tone quickly turned into a growl as he bucked up into her, slamming right into her prostate, making her yelp out a moan as her own length throbbed painfully.
Sumi set a fast pace, plowing his cock in and out of her hole as he bounced her up and down his length, their hips slapping together, the sound filling the room. All Miah could feel was mind-numbing, blinding pleasure as he sat up and pulled her into a rough kiss as he fucked her. Although her soulmate had said he wouldn’t last long, neither would she as the overwhelming pleasure was making it hard for her to hold back. It appeared that Sumi was aware of this as he pulled out of the kiss and whispered into her ear, causing shivers to go down her spine. “Cum with me my sun.” He whispered, causing her mind to go blank.
Immediately she let out a whining moan as she orgasmed hard, cum spurting out of her cock and coating the both of their stomachs. This prompted her hole to tighten around Sumi’s length and set him off as well as he buried himself in her completely, feeling his dick throb painfully before his orgasm hit him. Very quickly he filled her up with his cum, being pent up for so long that it was an astounding amount. It was to the point that his length couldn’t keep it all in, causing it to gush out around his balls and her thighs, coating them both.
The two sat there, in each others’ embrace for a minute or two before Sumi pulled him and her down onto the pillows, snuggling against her as he sighed happily. “I’m glad that the Elder Seedseer brought you to me.” He murmured, planting a soft kiss on her cheek. “Me too, though from what she said, it was the Elementals who directed her.” Miah said, nuzzling her face against his neck. Whichever it was, the two of them only had one thought going through their heads as they soon fell asleep: Maybe it really was the Will of the Elementals that brought them together.