Sentinels and Guides;

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Sentinels and Guides Shipping Meme
A Sentinel!AU Meme

 

There are special people in the world: Sentinels--whose five senses are incredibly enhanced, sometimes to the point of overwhelming and who can easily lose themselves in fugue states--and Guides, the empaths with the ability to ground a Sentinel and focus them. Meant to be the protectors of the Guides, for every Sentinel there exists a guide that is their perfect match. In some universes, when matches are made, a Sentinel and Guide form a soulbond to fill the feeling of emptiness.

How easy was it for you to find yours? How are Sentinels and Guides treated in your universe? Or maybe you're one of the normal, unremarkable people. Do you fear Sentinels and Guides? Despise them?

 

Rules
1) Post with your character/canon in the subject header.
2a) Choose whether your character is a Sentinel or a Guide
or
2b) If you don't know or don't care, just leave it blank!
3) Information about Sentinels and Guides can be found here and here. Information on 'The Sentinel' which this meme comes from can be found here.

 

4) All the tagging! Have fun 8D

Prompts
oo1. The Meeting: 
How did you meet? Was it at an event organized specifically for finding your other half? By accident? Did you follow a mystical calling to them? Some other way?

oo2. The Bonding: 
Do Sentinels and Guides in your universe soulbond? How does it go down? Is there a ceremony or do you just retreat to the bedroom?

oo3. Rejection: 
Sometimes Sentinels or Guides propose a match but it's just not perfect. You don't feel the pull or maybe you think there is someone better or maybe you're already claimed. Maybe you were claimed and someone better came along?

oo4. Protection: 
Sentinels are meant to protect Guides, any Guides, but it's even worse when they feel their Guide is in danger. They go feral; blind to anything but stopping and killing whoever threatened their Guide or the bond. Maybe someone attacked your Guide or you haven't bonded yet and you feel threatened or maybe you're the one doing the threatening. Whatever the reason, Sentinels in a feral state are dangerous and only their Guides can stop them.

oo5. Lost: 
Sentinels often lose themselves in their senses. Either you're a Sentinel who has lost themselves or a Guide that has stumbled on one or a friend trying to draw them out. Unbonded Sentinels will find it hard to escape without a Guide. Or maybe you're bonded already which means you just need yours to come home.

006. Persecution: 
Sometimes normal people or the government fear the power of Guides and Sentinels. Guides are empaths, feeling the emotions and sometimes passing thoughts of others and it can make people feel violated. Sentinels often have enhanced strength, which can make them dangerous. So they scorn them, hurt them or in the case of governments, regulate them.

oo7. Death: 
Unbonded Sentinels and Guides eventually lose themselves to the empty cavern inside them. Torn apart from the inside by the feeling of something missing. Breaking the soulbond of a Sentinel and Guide is agonizing and horrifying, leading quickly to death for the remaining partner. 

oo8. Old-School: 
Guides used to be treated on the same level as slaves. Unable to work unless their Sentinel said. Not allowed out on their own. They used to wear collars and couldn't own land or inherit money. Maybe the old ways haven't completely fallen out of style. 

oo9. Unbonded: 
Nothing is worse than being an unbonded Guide or Sentinel. Always looking for your other half to fill that empty feeling but you probably have friends that aren't your match or who are trying to set you up with someone. Maybe you're skeptical about the whole love at first sight thing and haven't been looking.

o10. Wildcard: Some mish-mash of the above or anything else you can come up with!

Image from weheartit / original meme by imadeamistake 

Comments

[iwillshieldhim]

Gladio gives a definite rumble at John's tug on his lip, lust hot in his eyes. John tugs at all of his strings, leaving him wanting and curious, learning with every second they touch. He lets John get his stitches medicated and covered, rolling his shoulder when the bandage is taped in place to feel how it pulls the skin. That'll do.

With his shoulder still flexed, Gladio's brows shoot right the hell up at John's words. That... is somehow both sexual and yet completely unsexy at the same time. With that sensation fighting in his head, Gladio searches for any kind of words. Shit, he's never- his shoulder goes back against the pillows and he breathes out. "...you're sure about this?" It seems a bit out of place, but hell, he's not going to complain if John wants to learn on him. His cock gives an interested little twitch.

[jumpthegun]

Who else is he going to learn on? John had told the man he was less experienced with other blokes, and he suspects that Gladio would object if John went out and found a couple to study up on. Anyway, the Sentinel is likely to be less judgemental than some.

"Promise I won't bite you," John jokes, trying to diffuse some of the tension. "If I'm just wretched, we can do something else. I've been told I'm very good with my hands." He wiggles his fingers at Gladio for effect, as if they hadn't gotten off together with mutual handjobs and some frotting a little while ago.

[iwillshieldhim]

Damn right he would object. Not because John wants to go around enjoying himself but shit he's not about to have John thinks he's got to practice on other people just to please him. Keep that stuff close to home. Like on his cock, here and now. Much better.

Gladio rubs his jaw, fingers sliding back behind his neck. He's gone soft, but he looks comfortable propped up, watching John openly even if this whole thing is a bit awkward. "Don't think you're about to bite. You've got one; you know how bad it is." He shrugs, as if this has happened in the past. Guys tended to avoid teeth down there more than the ladies, in his experience.

"But I can help guide you through it, yeah?" he reaches out and snags John's hand, bringing it up and nipping at a fingertip before letting it go. "I'm all yours to learn on. Just call me a training dummy." His smirk is an easy one as he shifts his hips, putting himself on display.

[jumpthegun]

The nip has John feeling heated, embarrassment and anticipation swirling together in a strange mixture. He's not a man to back down from a challenge, and this should be one of the more pleasurable challenges he's ever faced, all things considered. The condom helps to soothe over some of his concerns about looking like an absolute twit if he can't decide if he wants to swallow or not... or if he just gags and can't swallow. It's also a comforting barrier for a first time, touching Gladio with his mouth there without actually touching.

"A dummy, hmm? I like guide better." He wrinkles his nose playfully before taking a breath and shifting so that he can get between Gladio's legs. It's a moment before he decides how he wants to situate himself. Something basic. Just basic. He's not going to try anything fancy for the first time.

"Just let me know if there's anything you don't like." He braces himself with his hands on either side of Gladio's chest to start and leans down to kiss along that line that line that Gladio had taken with his hand before. It's as much to psyche himself up as to get Gladio firming up again. He pauses after kissing over the Sentinel's navel. "Or if there's anything you do like, come to think of it. I like a little praise now and again." John shoots a smile and wink up at the other man that are far more confident and roguish than he actually feels. Fake it until you make it, though. 'Three Continents' Watson is supposed to be charming and worldly.

[iwillshieldhim]

"Reversing the roles on me already? Shit, better watch my back." He keeps his tone playful, not wanting what should be easy, sensual, to turn into something any more awkward than it's threatened. If he can get John to ease up, it'll be better for everyone involved. The condom's not exactly new - he has them for a reason after all - but then again it's a whole other thing they don't know about each other. About what John's comfortable with. ...Even the damned basics if both of them are clean.

"Trust me," Gladio's voice is a promise, "I'm not the kinda guy to stay silent either way." Not a loud one, either, but he wouldn't leave John in the dark. "How 'bout... you look damn good down there?" He grins, a hand coming up to brush through John's still damp hair.

That bond tells him a lot more than maybe John's aware of, but he's not about to say anything against it. No guy wants someone to break that guise about his feelings when he's got it up, but he knows. Better that way, even if it's still strange to have that trickle of other coming from somewhere that had been so dormant as to be invisible until he'd sunk his teeth into John's neck.

[jumpthegun]

John closes his eyes at the touch and butts up into Gladio's hand for a moment like a cat before lowering his head again. He uses his tongue to trace further down, but skips past the Sentinel's groin to bite and suck lightly at the inside of one thigh. As he works with his mouth, John lowers himself further, down until he's mostly lying between the other man's legs.

It frees up his hands, and while he rests one on Gladio's hip, the other comes into play to rest on the inside of Gladio's other thigh. John uses his thumb to massage, stroking up very close to where the Sentinel's groin and leg meet. It may be becoming obvious in these interactions that the Guide is a bit of a tease, but he does like to draw things out.

While John's occupied, Gladio will be able to feel the intense focus he's receiving through Bond, though. The doctor is alert, ears and other senses tuned to the other man to gauge his reactions and adjust accordingly. Teasing, but attentive. Extremely attentive when he's trying something for the first time.

[iwillshieldhim]

Under John's tongue and teeth, the thick muscles quiver slightly, Gladio's hips lifting slightly in interest before settling again. His free hand reaches out idly and snags the condom on the night stand, tucking it down on his stomach for when John decides he wants to use it. His fingers trickle over towards his own cock, seeing just how John will react if he wants to take himself in hand and assist in getting himself hard again. Not that the sight before him isn't a damn fine one.

But it's actually more interesting to close his eyes, breathing in slowly and feeling out the Bond. It's John, right there in his mind, and when he's concentrating on it, the feelings are so much stronger. He can feel the attention on himself, a strange sort of double-feeling that makes him suck in a slow breath. "...I can feel you," he murmurs low, and his tone suggests it has nothing to do with the physical.

[jumpthegun]

John's not going to begrudge Gladio working himself up. It's a team effort. That's fine. He can learn a bit about the other man likes to pleasure himself. Should make things easier for when John is taking care of him. It's a bizarre perspective from this particular angle, though. The few men that he's been with have been mutual handjobs and rutting.

He flicks his eyes up and takes note of the condom. It's, perhaps, a little less strange for the Bond on his end. John is used to sensing the emotions of the Sentinels and even just regular people around him. He's learned to tune out a lot just to be able to function. But when he wants to, he can dial in. John usually has to focus to filter things out, though. The Bond side-steps that with Gladio, like it's a direct line into him and what he's feeling. It's a good feeling right now.

"Welcome to my world," John says with a soft laugh. The Guide nips playfully at the knuckles on the hand Gladio's using to work himself, but that's all, and he's very careful about it. While the younger man takes care there, John reaches for the condom and gets it unwrapped, ready to put on when Gladio lets go.

"I like the way you feel like this." John rests his cheek against one of his Sentinel's thighs, rubbing to spread his own milder scent there. And then because the thought comes into his head unbidden and he can't quite stop himself, John adds, "Ignis said I ought to be gentle with you for the rest of the day." Ignis hadn't said those exact words, and he suspects the man had been more concerned about John's hardiness, but Gladio wasn't there for the conversation. John giggles a bit. "Sorry. That's not really sexy. Sorry."

[iwillshieldhim]

"John. John, you know what's not sexy? Giggling like that near my dick." He laughs a little though after a long moment of a serious look, but the Bond gives him away anyway because he's already laughing inside. He gives a purposeful stroke of his cock, then since John is in an amused mood, has little issue in bobbing John's cheek with the head.

He's 23 and this is going down a path he hadn't expected the last twenty four hours to go, so he's just going with it at this point. He rolls his thumb over the head, his grip strong but his movements slow as he strokes down to the base, reaching under to cup his balls.

"You shoulda heard what Iggy said the night when Noct came home with Prompto. I'll let one of them tell that story." He rolls his hips up, groaning quietly. Shit, he can remember that night. The smell of the new Omega had definitely roused a few things in him that he'd taken out on a willing Ignis.

[jumpthegun]

John isn't sure what he wants to say to that, but the head of Gladio's cock renders him momentarily speechless. The doctor sputters and pulls back, indignity warring with amusement inside him. Brat. But that's probably what he gets for laughing in the direction of Gladio's cock, even if he isn't laughing at it. At least Gladio's attention to himself draws John back into the more intense part of the moment.

"He seems like a bloke with interesting commentary, yeah." And God does he not care about Ignis anymore. He just watches the other man, and then, John reaches out to pull Gladio's hand away from his balls. He replaces it with his on hand, rolling the sack gently between his fingers. So, Gladio likes a little attention to more than just the shaft. Good to know. A part of him wonders if the Sentinel enjoys a bit of fingering a little farther down and back, but that's for another time. There's a part of him that feels like he should actually ask before doing that, as well, to be polite.

"Let me put the condom on? God, you're bloody gorgeous. Handsome? Both."

[iwillshieldhim]

At John's desire to replace his hand, Gladio spreads his thighs further apart, his eyes half closing as he shifts his hand back to his cock, tugging on the foreskin and letting it roll again and again over the head, blood filling again eagerly.

"Condom's all there for you," Gladio rumbles, flexing the muscles of his stomach where the little wrapped package remained. If John asked, he would have told John just what he likes there. It's... not common for someone to be back there with him, though he knows who knows that a thumb in the right place definitely has never gone ill with him.

...He'd be much happier being asked, definitely.

"Damn right I am." No shame in his ego, grinning lazily before groaning low. "Guy I'm looking at right now ain't too bad himself." Through half-lidded eyes, focused on John.

[jumpthegun]

There's a pleased flush across the Bond at the compliment. "I bet you say that to all the blokes who get between your legs," John teases. He decides after a moment, though, that he doesn't like to imagine Gladio with other men. Mine, the possessive part of him that's recently cropped up snarls.

It's easy enough to wave that away as John preps the condom, though, and pulls Gladio's other hand off so that he can roll it down the Sentinel's length. John takes a few deep breaths, going back to just playing with Gladio's balls for a moment while he wraps his other hand around the base of the Sentinel's cock.

John's first lick is a tentative one, like he's tasting a lollipop. But it just tastes like a condom and there's firm heat beneath it. Nothing happens. No gods leap down to smite him. Nothing particularly changes. He feels nothing more or less of a man, nothing more or less submissive, and his Sentinel's presence is steady and extremely alluring across the Bond. The Guide's eyes flick up to Gladio's face, and he lets himself relax a little more. It's just another way to please his partner. This is fine.

With the mental barrier bridged along with the physical, there's a surge of confidence. He starts near the base of Gladio's shaft and licks a long stripe up the underside with the flat of his tongue. John repeats that around the sides to get the condom nice and slick before coming to the top and closing his lips carefully around Gladio's crown. He only sinks down as far as the head of the Sentinel's cock before sucking hard a few times.

[iwillshieldhim]

Oh hello there, jealousy. Gladio can feel it, just for a moment, as strong as the slice of a blade. John might feel something briefly creep across the Bond, something felt and pushed aside - concern. Concern because he has no idea what will happen when it comes to the others and John, or visa versa. Not... real sure how he's supposed to handle this situation, not in the least.

He watches with those half-lidded eyes as John tests out the lay of the land. Despite keeping himself otherwise still, his cock gives an unconscious twitch of interest at the heat of John's mouth through the thin material of the condom. His one hand remains loose in John's hair while the other grips at the sheets, watching eagerly what John chooses to do.

Gladio lets out a slow hum of approval on his next breath out as John sucks on the head of his cock. "Don't gotta get too deep," Gladio murmurs, his thumb stroking behind John's ear.

[jumpthegun]

John feels the concern, but he's not quite sure how to parse it in the moment or what it might mean in this context. There's trepidation on both their sides? He'll have to examine it a little more closely later.

For now, he hums agreement about the deep comment. He'd really rather not gag on Gladio's cock, and he suspects the other man is keen to avoid it, as well. This should be nice, pleasant on both sides. John does at least enjoy giving oral, in general, so when he does sink a bit further down, it's easy enough to work his tongue against Gladio.

In the absence of spoken words, John reaches tentatively across the Bond, consciously regulating his pheromones to match, and give the Sentinel an idea of how they might communicate when John's otherwise occupied like this. There's a sense of inquisitiveness, then a sharp snap of focus.

Are you paying attention?

Then another pulse of inquisitiveness.

Understand?

[iwillshieldhim]

No one wants to sit there and gag the first time they suck cock (unless they are into that.) Gladio definitely wants this to be an option in the future, so damn right he's keen on making sure it doesn't happen to John if he can help keep it that way. His cock speaks its own language, pulses of his heart and tiny twitches that encourage more from John's mouth, though all muffled by the membrane of latex covering it.

Though there is a brief moment where Gladio goes quite still, when the 'snap' comes across the Bond and his attention diverts into trying to figure out just what he felt. He can smell John all around him with only the vaguest hints of his own scent, a combination strong and sure and welcomed, but John is gaining understanding over the Bond faster than he is so it takes time.

Even if he doesn't consciously understand, John clearly has his attention, and the second attempt at 'speaking' gets some better results as Gladio thinks John is questioning, curious. He focuses enough on the Bond to be able to send something back, though it's less specific - something much like approval.

[jumpthegun]

John's working on figuring out a rhythm now, bobbing his head up and down one Gladio's cock and bringing his hand into play to cover what part of the shaft his mouth doesn't. The approval comes back through the Bond, and he all but purrs around the other man in his mouth. They're both going to need to work on the nature of the communication, but John imagines it will come in handy, especially when they can do it with less blaring and blunt signals at each other.

It's only once he's established his rhythm, steady with his lips wrapped firmly around his Sentinel, that John reaches out again. He lifts up to the crown and looks at Gladio with intense heat.

Pleasure, happiness, contentment. He's pleasing his partner. Better to let him know this is going well for him, as well. He also sends along surprise and then pleasure.

Surprised I like this.

[iwillshieldhim]

"S'all... about making them feel good," Gladio murmurs, a bit of a slur to his words as he briefly focuses more on the pleasure than what's coming out of his mouth. Shit, for a man who hasn't done this before, he's definitely got the right ideas on it. Gladio does have to fight the natural urge to thrust up into that wet heat, his eyes all but burning as he watches John.

Gladio's working on learning this new communication. Ends up sort of mis-understanding John's intentions on what he's trying to get across. Surprise about... what? Pleasure, going well? Maybe? His brows furrow, some of his attention divided away from a gods damned blowjob which says something, and rumbles aloud. The internal emotion is perhaps more obvious - confusion, but pleasure. Yeah, he's confused and John's mouth is on him and it's nearly back to a 'what's not sexy' statement, but he's still giving it the best go he can.

[jumpthegun]

Hmm... maybe he'll try working on more complicated things later. That confusion is what's coming through. John sends back contentment again, lust. And he takes Gladio just a little deeper the next time he goes down... mostly by accident as his own attention is divided. John manages not to gag, but does pull off completely for a moment, licking along the underside of Gladio's length a few times.

"I like the way you feel." Honestly more than he expected. "Sorry. Seeing what we can do for communication across the Bond. I'll leave off. Divided." Attention, he means. But John is wrapping bright pink lips around the other man again, putting more of his focus on that to pull Gladio on to his peak.

[iwillshieldhim]

"I can feel it- just not- shit," he breathes out hard as John's lips took him in again, his hips briefly lifting despite his attempts to keep them down. "Hard to concentrate with your lips on my cock." Just going to breath that out and grip what of John's hair he can hold.

"Long as I don't need to read the dictionary to translate, just- fuck- keep it coming." It feels different with the condom on, less intimate, less wet, but still hot, still John and the visuals are worth twice the feeling.

[jumpthegun]

John pulls back when Gladio bucks up, but there's a part of him that's rather pleased he can get the other man to lose control, even if it's only for moments at a time. The fingers twisting into his damp hair are also something to ground him, the tug a focus point for him.

When Gladio asks for him to keep it coming, the Guide gets an idea. The other man will feel something amused, something mischievous across the Bond. It's followed up by a hard spike of lust, then a sense of relaxation.

Just let go.

The Guide sucks hard on the head of Gladio's cock, uses the tip of his tongue to swirl around it when he's at the top. His hand works the shaft more vigorously.

[iwillshieldhim]

Maybe, without him focusing as much on what John's sending, he's starting to get it a little more unconsciously. Gladio groaned as his head fell back, finally looking away as he got more into it. John seemed to handle the lift of his hips well enough, so he let some of his control go, breathing picking up as he moved slow, thrusting up steady, testing the waters.

"Fuck, you're full of shit, telling me you haven't done this before." The words just fall, a grunt following them. How much instruction would John take? "Keep fisting me-" another thrust up into John's fingers curled around his cock, "can use that mouth elsewhere."

[jumpthegun]

The comment actually pulls a smug grin from John, which forces him to pull off to avoid sinking his teeth into Gladio by accident. "I've had enough of them to have an idea," he returns. But he is more than willing to take instruction that will make it better. This has all been pretty standard as far as John knows. He keeps running his hand up and down Gladio's shaft, rolling his thumb over the head with each pass.

"Where d'you want my mouth?" That sounds... a hell of a lot dirtier than John really meant it to be. Well, if you're going to start. "It can go anywhere you like."

[iwillshieldhim]

"Quick fucking learner, then," Gladio's tone is dry on top of the lust thick in it, the corner of his mouth lifting as he brings up his head to look down at John. ...Shit that sight is beautiful.

His fingers tightened slightly in John's hair, guiding with his hand as much as his words. "Real sensitive further down. Reason I like my balls touched." There's no point in being ashamed in what he likes, not when John's asking for it, but he'll add, "what about you? Tell me what you like... or better yet, show me?"

[jumpthegun]

Oh. John was more thinking he wanted the insides of his thighs teased, but this works. Gladio will get a splash of uncertainty before it resolves into determination to please and interest. It's not often he's asked someone to use their mouth down there, but it's just something that hasn't particularly occurred to him to do.

At the urging of the Sentinel's hand, John dips his head lower between the other man's legs, chin nearly resting on the bedspread as he works out a comfortable angle for what he's doing here and continuing to pump the other man's shaft. As with the first test with his cock, the Guide's initial lick is tentative. This is skin-on-skin... no condom separating them. He's also exceedingly gentle and he explores beyond that, running the tip of his tongue around each. Gladio's scent was strong before, but with his nose down like this, the Sentinel is all John can really smell, and it's making him a little dizzy with want as the blood flows down to harden his own cock. He's trying to be good and not get distracted again, but the Guide can't help shifting, trying to get some friction against his length in the bed sheets.

[iwillshieldhim]

He wasn't about to push too hard, but John had asked for guidance, so he was giving it. John will get rewarded for his push of his boundaries with a low moan from his Sentinel, the surge of lust that comes through the bond. Shit, he's always liked the feeling and there's something about the mix of knowing it's John's first attempt, his desire to please, and the trickling in of John's rising arousal all mixes together into something beautifully heated in his gut.

"Yeah... yeah, just like that." His hand in sandy hair tightens. With every passing second of his need, the scent grows, as a Sentinel is meant to do, but hells... he wants John in the worst way, cock throbbing in the other's hand.