[ clearly neuvillette needs to slap you around more, buddy!!
nevertheless, the partition slides down, and dan heng sits imperiously on the sofa, one leg crossed over the other, his long tail coiled over the side, its tufted tip flicking back and forth like an agitated cat. but once the screen is down he moves, crossing the distance between them, one knee pressing between wriothesley's thighs to push them apart.
he is, most certainly, a very different creature from the more reserved and shy young man that wriothesley encountered before. ]
Mm...there are a lot of things that we do throughout our lives that we didn't have to do. [He gently runs his fingers through Kabru's hair as he speaks.] It isn't that I had to or felt any obligation to. I wanted to. If it's in my abilities to help, then I want to do so.
[He looks at him with a gentle smile.] You're welcome though.
[Wriothesley reaches with his other hand to gently thumb away some of Kabru's tears.] Do you want to talk about it? There's no pressure, but I'm willing to listen if you need someone to talk to.
Oh? You make it sound like you know what it'll feel like to fall in love.
[There's the sound of furniture creaking. She's rocking forward and backward on the couch she's seated in. Honestly, she's bad at sitting completely still, so he'll probably hear shifting every so often and things like her tapping her foot or bouncing her leg.]
Am I actually in the presence of a love connoisseur all along? You certainly sound like you know more about the subject than I do at the very least.
Hm... [He takes the answer in stride and responds back with curiosity. It's not like he hasn't heard such a take before. You meet a lot of different people in prison.] Well, fair enough. Are you considering it only in the romantic sense or overall? Since we are on the subject.
[Love is a complicated word for Wriothesley with a lot of complexities and so he likes to see where the nuances are for others.] I assume there are people in your life that you've grown to care about. [And saying you don't care just makes you a liar, Rei.] Where do you draw the line then? Where is the limit before it falls into the territory of love to you, and goes no further so they aren't used against you?
[he does have people he unfortunately cares about. and he hasn't thought about... platonic love in terms of his newly acquired... friends? the thought makes him uncomfortable and he squirms a little in his pod. at least the other person can't see him.]
Hm, if I say, can't you use that information against me? [mostly joking. stalling. because he honestly doesn't know. or at least, can't put it into words.]
My circumstances have caused me to live longer than the average person in my world. So love will just end in devastation eventually. On top of all the other downfalls.
[ That — that flusters him a little, has him laughing a little awkwardly. A-Ahahahaha...! He gives a shake of his head, though she can't see it and he tries to explain himself. ]
No, no! Nothing of the sort! I guess I'm just... a daydreamer of sorts. I'd like to know what it's like, if I could! I've imagined it a lot more than I'd like to admit to but this is a safe space, is it not? Hahahahaha!
[Wriothesley will have to invite Basch to his room sometime. There's plenty of books from the library, including many romance novels.]
Now you give me too much credit. [The man has an infuriating way of completely brushing off these kind of things and never taking credit, seemingly content to stay in the shadows while others take the praise.] But I look forward to the day you embrace it. [The smile in Wriothesley's voice is obvious.
Oh~? Aren't you a total romantic. [His tone turns teasing.] Are you saying that with someone in mind? Got a sweetheart to return to after you chat with me? I agree with you. Love doesn't have to take a specific shape and it's meaning changes from person to person and your love for someone also changes person to person.
[A rich laugh.] I thought this speed dating would be more raunchy than what it has become honestly. I didn't think I'd go at length with someone about all this.
[ ...that's exactly who he is. He has absolutely no drive for credit or spotlight. ]
I do not give you too much credit [ he protests, even but firm. ] Before I came here, I had...many relations. They were always clandestine, and...almost always clear that they ought to stay that way, that I was something to be ashamed of. Your kindness and patience may be standard for you, but I assure you, they are a choice -- even if one you made a long time ago -- and I value them.
[ That brief confidence is gone, his expression turning to a flush. But -- Wrio isn't teasing, not meanly anyway, and so Basch is honest. ] I...yes. I care for a good deal of people, but there is someone who is...in a category of their own.
Thank you, for talking with me. My apologies if I misread what you wanted. I -- we can do something else, if you were hoping for that this afternoon. I think they've given us toys. [ Which...immediately stirs Basch's interest again but he's not quite ready to admit Wrio's voice alone can do that to him. And he has absolutely no confidence that it's mutual. ]
[Neuvillette would never slap him. Unless he asked. Even if he asked, it might not happen.
Wriothesley's gaze darts to the tail, watching the agitated way it moves. He knows that he has riled the man up. It's obvious in the way the man holds themselves and the movement of their tail.
Oh, he really can't help but keep playing with fire. So he locks his leads a little, not quite willing to let Dan Heng do what he wants. He just wants to see the man's reaction to him still not behaving.] Hmm. I don't know if I feel like behaving yet. [Man who obviously needs to be put in his place.]
[Wriothesley merely gets onto his knees, slotting himself between Dan Heng's legs. Who doesn't want a man of Wriothesley's physique on their knees for your pleasure?
He braces his hands on Dan Heng's knees, a tilt of his head as he looks up at the other.] What are you comfortable with? It'll count either way. [Dan Heng doesn't seem like they'd really want to just open their pants in front of everyone. Especially if their anatomy has them somewhat cautious.]
[You know what that is? That's a shark taking to blood immediately. The nervous lilt in their laugh is not lost to Lesley, and she zones in on it immediately. She doesn't exactly push it, but she's curious.]
Hmm~? [She gently taps her fingers against the table with a hum.] Suddenly so shy, monsieur... I'm not going to judge you for being a daydreamer. It just sounded like you're more familiar. What a shame though...it sounds like the person who'll fall in love with you will be really lucky. You sound like you'll really cherish the feeling. I hope the person I fall in love will feel the way you do about love.
[ Girl, please!! If, for some reason, he's ended up thinking a bit about his feelings for his soulmate, which are very platonic mind you!! That's his own business. It's complicated and weird and makes his heart ache but it's not love, right? It's not. ]
Not shy! [ He says, immediately, which definitely makes it seem like he is. ] I'm just — it's just hard to talk about these type of things. I'd love to be in love, of course, but I just don't know if or when that'll happen.
[ . . . ]
But... yeah, I would cherish it, a lot. I'd never want to let them go.
[ A pause here as he's lost in thought before he shakes his head and clears his throat. ]
[ this is why you don't have a healthy fear of dragons. neuvi is a wet noodle.
nevermind that dan heng usually is, too.. anyway. he's going to be so embarrassed once the effects of this curse wear off. but for now, his pride is prickled, dan heng's eyes narrowing as he leans in, pushing his thigh further up, until his knee is pressed against the shape of wriothesley's cock through his trousers. ]
You enjoy this far too much.
[ his hand smooths along wriothesley's jaw, thumb pressing to the plush warmth of his lips. ]
[ wriothesley is absolutely correct. dan heng finds him quite charming and easy to be around, but that doesn't mean he's ready to drop his pants for him just yet. especially in a more public place. perhaps if they go for that private experience.. ]
Through my clothing then, please.
[ he says smoothly, though his face burns hot. he spreads his thighs a little but further to give wriothesley's broad shoulders more room. ]
[Despite the hurried need to be pressed together and their heated kisses before, Wriothesley's strokes are almost lazy as he languidly runs his hand up and down the shaft. He's teasing despite it all. The hunger that thrums under his skin and his own arousal tented in his trousers doesn't deter him from savoring the man he has pressed against the wall.]
Do you know how brilliant you shine, beloved? That entire, crowded room couldn't pull me away from you in the end. Countless people who wanted my attention, but my gaze was always for you. The way you have enthralled me... [He leans in, sinking teeth into perfect skin and sucking hickeys for Kizuna to admire in the mirror later.] Your heat. Your emotions. Your touch. It's all I could think about, and you knew that.
[And Kizuna felt it all. That possessiveness bubble everytime someone's hand lingered on Kizuna too long. When it seemed like the man was enamored by a stranger for more than Wriothesley determined was necessary. It was a game to truly drive Wriothesley insane.
Even, in the end, they were now getting messy in a stairwell.] It feels like home. If this is what I expect for the rest of my life, the amount of crimes I would commit to be eternally indebted to you. [And they both know that Wriothesley doesn't fear dirtying his hands if necessary.]
I want to feel you. I want your ecstasy pumping through my veins. I want us to return back to that room with you smelling like me.
[Wriothesley tried to hold his own against water, so it's unlikely he'd ever have a healthy fear of anything. Unfortunately, he loves to play a little dangerously at times. It's all calculated risk.
Maybe.]
I do. [He grins at the other.] And how are you going to do that? Inquiring minds like to know, sweetheart.
[He deserves what's coming to him, honestly. Do your worst.]
[Wriothesley gives him an easy smile. He isn't here for a quick one and done, fortunate or unfortunate for Dan Heng.
Bracing his hands on Dan Heng's knees. He presses kisses up the slender man's thighs, until his face is close to their crotch. Wriothesley doesn't linger too long though before pressing his face against it, slowly dragging his tongue across the sensitive area.]
[He's caught by surprise by Basch's passionate speech. He never doubted that the man had suffered hardships. Going through war and whatever else they suffered. But it still is a surprise for his kindness to touch the man so deeply and that their suffering was not so dissimilar. After all, Wriothesley's kindness had been born from his own sufferings. To help others so they may find peace where he could not.
Here, it feels like he's truly seeing how his kindness has touched upon the man.
He can't help but smile warmly. An expression that Basch can't see, but was there. It doesn't linger though, because Basch speaks about a special someone and he can't help but be nosy for once.] You can't blame a guy for being curious, but I can't help but wonder who has ensnared your heart. Tell me more about them won't you? [He does sound earnestly interested. In this place, finding love could be hard, but it was satisfying. He should know. He's also in love.]
It's nothing like that. I enjoyed the conversation we had quite a bit. Honestly, sex is a dime a dozen here, but having that kind of conversation feels more rare. I never really try and have any expectations with this place. [The grin in his voice is palpable.] Not that I'd say no to you either.
What do I get out of using that information against someone in a sex resort? As far as I'm concerned, I don't really have any enemies here to speak of. Besides, I don't think we're that familiar with each other. [He doesn't recognize the voice well enough to put a face to it, so either they've met very little or not met at all. He doesn't know.]
So you're the type who rather not love at all than to embrace it, even temporarily. [Maybe it's because he has lived such a short life, but he doesn't quite agree. Even though he had been betrayed. Even if he had suffered. He thinks that he rather embrace that moment of happiness than not have it at all in the end.
[Wriothesley knows how to graciously go along with another. He guesses that some people are truly oblivious to what the resort pulls. Well, at least it's a lesson learned. He has easily learned to take responsibility for something he had done. Convincing Gen to have a contest eating skewers that are obviously gonna end with them having sex definitely is a bit of his fault. Maybe a lot of his fault.
He is aware how these things go, so he has no qualms with being led away from the barbeque to wherever Gen decides they're going to do the deed.]
Oh~? I didn't realize you were so competitive. [Well, that's a half truth. He's a little impressed, but Gen did also seem to be unwilling to back down.] What are the new rules then, hmm?
[ When was the last time he was treated like this by someone other than his adopted mother? Even then, she was also overbearing and, at times, patronising about it, even if she didn't know better. It's been a long, long time since he's let himself come off this emotionally vulnerable in front of someone else, and the fact that it was a stranger was something difficult to believe. Still, it feels really nice, and he doesn't have a single complaint.
Kabru leans against the other man's large chest, enjoying the warmth and attention. He sniffs once again, giving Wriothesley an apologetic smile when the other man wipes his tears away. For now, he's going to focus on suppressing those unpleasant feelings being triggered by the suit; or at least, the waterworks, because they were a little humiliating. ] The question just reminded me of my birth mother. She's not around anymore.
[ There's another sniff. ] I wouldn't normally break out into tears this easily, though. [ Damn suit. ]
It's no problem! Take care of yourself and take your time. o7
[The loss of a parent and having a deeper connection and emotions to it isn't something Wriothesley can quite comprehend. His closest parental figure was Sigewinne, and he wouldn't consider her that either. There's a comradeship with her that he feels isn't parental.
He can understand it intellectually, but emotionally, he's disconnected from it.] I see. It sounds like it was a difficult loss for you. I'm sorry the question brought up a memory you probably didn't want to be reminded of at the moment.
[His smile is apologetic, ruffling Kabru's hair a little.] I think that it's fine to cry. It's probably good to cry once in awhile. To keep it tightlipped without an outlet will eventually lead to it all spilling out. [And Wriothesley was a fair person. It feels wrong to not offer a little of himself in return.]
But she must have been special to you. I don't remember my parents at all. [And this was the truth. His birth parents had abandoned him long before he could remember. If he had a name from them, he doesn't know. Perhaps even the birthday he thrown away was not his original either. He could not say.] So while it might leave your heart aching, I hope you can remember better memories of her that will make you feel better.
[ That is something Basch relates to, protecting others from the suffering he had to endure. It's never been a question for him; the world deserves better.
That's easy. Talking about himself is not, and he feels his chest tighten at the question. But...Sylvain isn't something to be ashamed of, or to be kept secret, and there's an odd nervous excitement at the prospect of being able to do this too. ]
I...have no idea how to explain him [ he realizes with a laugh. ] He rescued me from one of the hotel's tricks my very first day here. It could have gone badly, but it was...electric. And then it should have been one night, or a fling, or really anything but love. He has a hard time with commitment. I'm needy. It should have blown up.
[ He's shaking his head now, smiling and flushed. He really has never talked about this with anyone but Sylvain. ] But it didn't, and he kept me, and we've celebrated an anniversary. He makes me brave. I let him set down what he carries. We just fit together.
[ The warmth spreads at Wrio's comment about conversation and sex. ] I agree -- I value our conversations, and the friendship I see budding. Thought he sex has, ah, never failed to be excellent as well. [ Now he's flushed with embarrassment, the arousal at Wrio's voice slamming back into him with the reminder it's on the table. ]
I -- I think the way we met, or the magic of this place making us believe the siren world -- your voice does something to me no one else's ever has. It's...incredibly embarrassing and also very pleasant.
anyway, dan heng is all but incensed, fangs flashing as he hisses, his tail snapping behind him like an angry cat. his knee pushes higher, the top of his thigh flush against wriothesley's cock, the hand at his jaw lowering to close around his throat. ]
Do not think me weak, simply because you are bigger than me.
[ he snarls, then surges forward to press their mouths together, sharp fangs sinking into the meat of wriothesley's lower lip. ]
[ the kisses along his thighs make dan heng shiver, heat clutching in his lower abdomen, sinking deep, and even through his trousers he can feel the press of that warm tongue against him.
.. where wriothesley, notably, will feel no cock (yet). even still, the area is incredibly sensitive, enough so to make dan heng's breath catch, one hand sifting into that salt and pepper hair. ]
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