I don't mind the faces, but I'm still getting more and more accustomed with using this mode of communication. If this were a face-to-face conversation, this probably wouldn't be a problem.
You seemed upset that I might be refusing you and that was not my intention and just emphasizing being sad when I've agreed just didn't sit well with me. It is a miscommunication, and I just wanted to be honest. I'm sure once we converse more often, this won't be a problem.
[ It's very polite of Wriothesley to offer, of course, but the truth is that Keita's not even sure why he bothered to ask. He's in no state to get up and go anywhere. ]
No, the pool is fine. [ And Keita's legs are jelly, so it's a good thing he really doesn't mind. He doesn't move as Wriothesley disrobes and joins him in the water, which comes to just about hip-deep on Wriothesley but comes to Keita's mid-chest where he's sitting against the rock wall.
When Wriothesley sits next to him, the relief in Keita's expression is obvious. His mere presence cools the water around them by notable degrees, and Keita almost immediately shifts to lean against his arm, a bit abashed by the forwardness of the gesture and yet totally unable to resist the allure of cooler water. ]
That feels wonderful. [ It won't do much to quell the root cause of his feverishness, Keita knows, but it certainly helps to address the symptoms. He shivers, goosebumps rising along his back. ]
You'll never believe how hard it was to get out of my suite today! Did you know you get an actual red carpet on your birthday? I've never seen one in person before, but I had no idea how much it'd get in the way of everything...I wonder if our neighbors were annoyed?
[He can't help but laugh a little at that. He's pretty sure that's an actual threat and the man intends to go through with their words.
Wriothesley can't help but be charmed to say the least. Rinne was surprisingly sweet in their own way, even if this was a somewhat ridiculous way to go about it.] Hmm, are you prepared to court me then? I'm not an easy target, so you have your work cut out for you.
[Wriothesley makes his way back to wear his dropped items were left to pick up the sheets of metal and bag of bits and bolts.] So what kind of date do you have in mind, hmm?
Ah, Weiss. I really apologize for the inconvenience. [He takes her hand to kiss the back of it.] I didn't think too much about it at the time and I suppose I thought that the systems might be better about indicating when people move ranks.
[Then again, this place really liked to keep things shrouded in mystery and finding certain information is far more difficult than expected. Thinking about it, is there anywhere they can actually check peoples' ranks??? He had never really cared about keeping track of it before.] I'll be more mindful in the future. Come on in though. I went ahead and brewed tea and set out some sweets.
[He brings his watch to his door, the sound of a click as it unlocks. Wriothesley pushes the door open to let her in.]
[He will help with picking up those things, but admittedly, he isn't quite sure what they can do just yet. Well, the stuff they're holding was at least something in the right direction.]
[ Wriothesley is lucky he's hot because she'd be in a crabbier mood otherwise. Taking her hand and kissing the back of it also helps - Weiss is pleased, and if she were a cat, she'd be preening right about now. ]
You just said the magic word. [ Sweets! ] I think your suite is just a little bigger than mine— [ Which of course, is confirmed once she's in! It's a lot more decorated than hers, a lot more spacious, and she already feels jealous that it doesn't feel as cramped as her own. ]
Yup. Definitely bigger. I wish I had something like this, or even better.
[He chuckles softly as the man immediately scoots to press against him. Keita was so warm against his cool skin and he slinks an arm around Keita’s waist to offer more skinship for the smaller man.]
Good. I want you to be comfortable. Let me take care of you.
[As he says this, his other hand moves to wrap around Keita’s erection and he starts to stroke the other.] Let yourself indulge. It’ll be better for your body. [His voice is quiet in a way like he’s speaking to just Keita, even if they’re alone. It makes his words all the more intimate.]
[ For all that Keita has been holding himself at something of a polite distance from Wriothesley, all too keenly aware of how many similarities he bears to Thaniel, he's abruptly and overwhelmingly grateful for the other man's kindness. In a place like this it would be easy for Wriothesley to have ignored Keita's plea entirely, or at the very least, to have refrained from offering his personal assistance. But he didn't—and now here he is, for seemingly no other reason than the goodness of his heart. ]
You're very kind. [ He feels hazy, not quite like himself, the fever of arousal lending the world a dreamy unreal quality that Keita can't shake. ] I'm thankful that you de—mmgh, ah—
[ Wriothesley's hand curls around the hot, hard length of Keita's cock, and he chokes on a moan, muffles it against Wriothesley's shoulder. His hand comes to rest on Wriothesley's forearm, not to stop him at all, but just to feel the way the muscles flex as he begins to stroke, his grip just tight enough, dizzyingly pleasurable. ]
Y—Yes, it's—oh, very good. [ The confession comes breathlessly, Keita's brow furrowed with pleasure, his other hand coming up over Wriothesley's shoulder to cling tight. ] Don't stop, please—
[Wriothesley is a man who can easily be pleased. He had a lot of simple pleasures given how he couldn't have them for awhile, so Rinne has it easy if anything.]
Oh, this stuff? I like to tinker around. I used to do it a lot, but did it less so once I became administrator. It's just something to pass the time here and I've been told that I should get some hobbies already. [Because Wriothesley lacked hobbies, unfortunately. He can't really think of anything else he does that he would count as a hobby. Unless being a bottomless well of information about tea and preparing tea counts.]
I can admire your caution. It’s never wise to leave yourself open to vulnerability.
( He grew up thinking he’d be with Robin, come on. With that dream pulled violently from under his feet, what can he believe in now? He can’t tell this stranger this, obviously. )
It’s a privilege to have the choice to get involved with someone I care for, so that bond is nourished for eternity. Through sex or emotion. That can’t be replicated with multiple people, no. That would be what you call cheating. That being said, I don’t have anybody here to cheat on. Sex is exhausting.
( How does he know? He knows. )
I might as well be dead now since this place seems like it’s condemning me. That’s another conversation, though.
Hah. You’re the one who reached out, didn’t you? You still have the choice to not meet up with me if you don’t want to. But it’s very likely we will end up running into one another somewhere in the resort, and I at least want to know your name. I’ll look forward to a real smile once I see you and then I can make the choice.
I’m not familiar with everything yet, so tell me where to meet you.
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