Fanservice

Because some folks were asking for it... Okay, I admit: making a certain panel of my short comic disappear was a bit mean. So here you go: a look behind the ehh... panel Congrats to The-fox-of-wonders; your initial hunch was right  

I hate drawing lips.
I hate drawing two pairs of lips.
I hate drawing two pairs of lips that are squeezed against each other. Ugh. Are they trying to switch owner or something? And to make this more fun; I added some weird lighting. I guess this should make sense somehow; magic can be triggered by strong emotions... and since Morgan's favourite kind of magic is light... I guess that should give me a good reason to hide glowing stuff in their hair

Also: death to Orion's bloody beard! That thing was highly uncooperative! *arms herself with razors and shave cream*

Anyway; you can find out more about the characters here:

  

Here is where I will dump more art and info about my OCs and my world:
queenofeagles.deviantart.com/g…

And here is the prologue of my story:
Prologue - a State of Equilibrium

And here is a guide:
Guide to 'a State of Equilibrium'



Oh! For the people who think a drawing is not enough: here is some smut I wrote down that seems quite fitting

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He grinned and looked back at Morgan. 'So, do you love me?' Orion finally asked.

Good question...

She liked to hang around with him and the conversations they had. She even kept track of the constellation, to know when the earthly Orion would walk around. She almost started to like that crooked smile of his - with great emphasis on 'almost'. But did she love him? She frowned. Something inside her told her to stay away from complicated men like him, and pick a normal boyfriend for once.

'I... I don't know.'

'I think you do know; I am the reason you can't focus on your magic that well, aren't I? You just can't get me out of your head.' He said smugly.

Morgan felt her cheeks redden. 'I think you're interesting; that doesn't mean I love you!'

'Very well, but that's not much of an answer either.'

'We can just... try it out. See what happens.' Morgan squinted at him, as a warning. 'But only if you’ll improve your relationship record; I don't want to start something for just a week or so.'

Orion grinned. 'You’ll stand more of a chance; you know my secrets.' Then he moved closer to her, very close. The only thing she could see were those pale eyes of his. They captured her, like they always did, but this was the first time she didn't mind.  

That’s funny, they do not seem scary any more.  

His face stopped just a thumb's width in front of hers, as if he wanted her to make the choice. She could feel his hair touching her cheeks, stroking her softly like a feather.
 
'Sure?' he whispered.

Morgan felt like she was having a very weird fever. Her body was doing more than it should. It felt twice as warm, her heart was going into overdrive and adrenaline levels skyrocketed. Breathing, on the other hand, seemed to be impossible. How could such a simple action like this be so thrilling at the same time? It almost made her laugh; she felt like she was thrown back to her teenage years, when everything that had to do with boys seemed much more exiting than it actually was. She made the gap between her and Orion even smaller and closed her eyes.

'Sure.'

Her lips met his. His touch was soft, slightly moist, but also much colder than she expected. It gave her the shivers - this wasn’t normal! She tried to pull away, but she wanted to stay with him at the same time. His lips were too kind, too caring. They didn’t demand anything more than what she gave him right now. It felt reassuring; he had created a little save haven where she could be at peace. ‘I might be unusual, but I’m not going to hurt you,’ his caress told her.  

This is what you’ve been trying to make clear to me since the moment we met, haven’t you?

Then the cold left her again.

The kiss had been short, but it felt like it had lasted a lifetime. Both of them moved backwards, slowly. Morgan’s lips came back to their normal temperature, shaking off the last remnant of their intimate moment. She searched for his eyes, eager to let hers lock with them; but Orion had cast down his gaze, overtaken by bitterness.

Orion…?

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Ahh, poor Orion... Have fun cheering him up Meanwhile, I'll go drawing something involving a lot of ketchup, to make up for all this smut...

(Orion's relationship record is 2 and a half, by the way. Not years, not months... Weeks :'))