[ that, and he doesn't want her to have to be alone. he hasn't slept in the solo bed in his in mizuki's room since viktor died.
tonight, though, that might change! he makes his way to the door and opens the lock, and sure enough, the room is dark and occupied. ] Aha. And here we have it.
[ the only real sign temenos spends any time in here is his staff is currently by the door, and there are a few items of neatly folded clothing over on one side of the room. he does move a cute little stuffed bunny up off of the bed but otherwise sweeps out a hand to open up the room as he makes his way over to sit on the bed.
[ it wouldn't be the first time he felt a moment of jealousy over throné and temenos' relationship. but it's always been in the vein of his jealousy over any two crewmates knowing one another before they arrived on the eudora. but this time the jealous feeling is tempered more than ever by a sharp gratitude.
temenos has someone else who really cares for him. that's good. the more, the better. ]
That yours?
[ flashing a grin at the bunny.
a single pat is all it takes; without his powers, nodd is quick, and the motivation is right there in the room with them. he sets his food on the floor and leans over bump his shoulder against temenos' arm. ]
[ he may be love arrow cursed but he is not cursed to talk sincerely about throné and how important she is to him, though the phrase is very obviously fond. he loves his sister!!! gross.
anyway, distraction time. when nodd comes and leans against him, temenos easily allows it, idly fiddling with the packaging on whatever he got to eat. now that they're alone, it's a little easier to lean into these sort of things, to allow someone into his space. he is welcome. ] And that would be Mizuki's. Best not to spill on it.
[ the bunny is set somewhere nice so it's out of the way. ]
[ throné acts the same when nodd mentions her brother. they truly are a matched set, can't take one without the other. so, nodd has to get her to like him, somehow. a background hobby, so as not to raise temenos' suspicions. ]
I'm not planning on going anywhere.
[ nodd should be cooler, more subtle, more chill. even taking in account species' aging differences, he's older than temenos. their legs are touching. ]
temenos is, as usual, as cool as a cucumber. maybe that's the most unfortunate part - he is just so composed, even in a situation like this, where he's cursed, and he chuckles a little at the comment on ditching work. ]
Mm? Well, I'm glad to hear it. I don't particularly want to provide my services to the company. [ there's a faint twinkle in his eye, a bit of mischief to his smile. ] You could call it a protest.
[ the food container he removed from the bag he drops back into it (it's fine, it's not a far fall). nodd has a threshold of what he can contain and that final twinkle stepped over the edge.
the thing about rejection is over time, the wounds do heal, but they can't if they're never made. ]
HE WAS REALLY COMPOSED UNTIL RIGHT NOW this catches temenos so quickly off guard it's like whiplash and nodd gets the joy (?) of watching his ears start to turn pink, and then red. it's really obvious under his very white hair even if he tries to make it look like he was not just startled into getting flustered. ]
- I'm sorry? [ see this is the thing he's so good at this flirty dialogue because this is just his personality but in reality.
weenie who was genuinely not expecting that question. it's not a rejection necessarily - it is genuinely surprised at the ask. ]
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[ PEENK. nodd has too much melanin, his blushes are usually disguised, but not this pale motherfucker. look at him. nodd can't help but grin and if it's wolfish in nature, that's all the pink's fault. ]
I want to kiss you. And usually, I'd just do that. Let you slap me, get it over with. But you're a priest and if it'd make the gods pissed off at me, well, that's a Wednesday night. But you? So. Do you kiss?
[ not a weenie about this sort of thing, turns out. when there is actual respect for someone involved. that's not even the love arrows. ]
[ imagine just saying these things!!! IMAGINE JUST PUTTING THEM OUT THERE somehow this is infinitely more embarrassing. he might have preferred it if he just went for it, actually, if only because temenos is a very hard person to surprise, and now not only is he surprised but he has to actually answer him with his WORDS.
anyway he's love arrowed which is good because if he wasn't, he probably would give him absolute hell for the suggestion. instead, he's just slowly turning redder, the pink starting to bloom up into his cheeks, as he attempts to gather his dignity back into place. have you ever seen temenos speechless before.
there's a pause. ]
The gods hardly care. [ muttered. he has used this exact sort of excuse before to get out of kissing anyone in party games. clerical exclusion, or whatever, but that was clearly a lie. ] And if they did, I'd likely ignore it.
[ yeah, this isn't typical for nodd, either, who would have gone for it with basically anyone else. and if he was continuing his drunken spree, he'd also have forgotten this important moment. temenos, priest and inquisitor, deserves respect, deserves a chance to tell nodd to go pound sand.
but when he doesn't say that, when he all but tells nodd that kissing is back on the menu, it's an impossible ask for nodd to remain still.
he turns, immediately switching his weight to one knee, an artificial boost to his height. so when he presses forward after, turning temeno's face toward his with a tap on the cheek, they can kiss.
[ well, okay, listen, he might be a weenie, a certified catholic nerdlord but temenos mistral is not a coward. his cheek is hot to the touch when nodd taps it, and his gaze flicks up, briefly, eyes narrowing like he's assessing.
love arrows are very powerful, so. nodd can have the artificial boost for now, but he tilts his head up and puts a hand on the back of his neck to pull him back down to his level to kiss him.
it's very chaste - soft, closed mouth - but it's a kiss nonetheless, and one with some confidence to it. temenos doesn't do anything shyly, and this is no exception. once he makes a decision, he's stuck to it. it is also, embarrassingly, his first that is not because someone was turned into an animal and/or cursed, but he will never admit that even if it's painfully obvious, but it's a kiss nonetheless. ]
[ someday i'll get kiss icons for nodd, but for now we're working with the usual few. but that's all right, the mood is right, one of soft desperation. and nodd isn't soft as a person, he's coarse, he's difficult, he's generally a part of the problem rather than the solution. it's love that makes him weak. figurative bonds that hold him in quite literal check.
or, make him go nuts. depends.
he breaks the kiss after a moment, but it's to instate another. his hand blindly gropes around, tapping temeno's chest before aiming for his lap--
to move the food there, gods. and then, yeah, hand returns to directly over temenos' dick like immediately as nodd breaks the second and starts kiss three. ]
anyway - he's not exactly sure what to expect when it breaks, really. he exhales, glancing up at him and opening his mouth to say something, but it's swallowed up by a second kiss. well. okay. sure! his head tilts a little to return it more properly, still just as chaste, but allowing the exploration. it's... nice, nicer than he really has ever expected (or bothered to think about) and his chin tips up, the hand at the back of his neck staying, even curling very lightly in the hair at the back of his neck.
but. he's paying attention. even like this, a little flustered and extremely cursed, temenos is observant to a fault, and so when nodd's hand returns down to his lap, temenos' own comes to cover it, though it comes with the returned third kiss. perhaps not a rejection, but his hand shifts, enough to lace their fingers together as he pulls nodd's hand back up.
it's temenos who breaks the kiss this time, though his mouth is still pressed close enough nodd might feel him smile. his voice has lowered, honey soft. ] Ah, ah. [ even these two little scolding noises are terrible flirtatious sounding as he regains his composure, holds his control. ] Savor.
[ no lap squeezing--yet--got it. nodd takes the feedback and adapts, not as chill as he'd be if he took a few hits of keys before they stated, but he thought they were taking dinner in the foodcourt. didn't know temenos would open the door to true temptation (actual privacy). couldn't have taken the precautions to give himself the right chemical balance to not overdo it.
their fingers tangle. it feels so nice. palm to palm. it's all he's been thinking about since yesterday, this screaming, howling desire to be closer. then a little closer. nodd doesn't know how to love without a hurricane. ]
Okay.
[ drifts out of lip touching distance to nose briefly along temenos' jaw. kisses his cheek. ]
But I'm not so good at slow. I may need that guidance after all.
Hmm. [ the noise is soft and light, almost a chuckle. he glances up at where nodd's settled himself, from underneath his whitish eyelashes, and tilts his head to allow him access to kiss his cheek, if he'd like, keeping a light and easy grip on his hand.
temenos' quite voice is a lower rumble, enough to be felt at that close distance like it vibrates, his mouth pulled up at the corner in a smile. ]
It would be my pleasure. [ did you have to say it like that ]
[ gentle touch. nice touch. since the spa opened, nodd has taken better care of his nails. they are no longer potential weapons, but nice to glide the even tips over temeno's clothed arm. ]
You know what the high collars are good for?
[ temenos possesses the shell-style round ear of a full human. nodd bites, nice, once, at the lobe. slim silver hoops hang from his own. ]
[ you know like three weeks ago, he might not have actually known what the high collar was for, but unfortunately, recently, that has changed? the knowledge he holds against his own will
anyway. gentle and nice touch is fine - his single bite gets a reaction, a soft inhale and the grip he has on nodd's hand tightens, fingers flexing. the skin there is soft and warm, reddening, and he tilts his head up slightly to open up a little more space, allowing it. ]
Perhaps in - [ a brief pause at the actual nip. ] - places where we are not asked to take clothing off every Saturday.
[ not that temenos ever strips. he has stripped like. twice. besides the point. ]
[ nodd's teeth return to temenos' ear, now with low pressure, not enough to leave even a temporary mark. he flicks his tongue then blows a puff of warm air right on the wet spot. ]
No problem. Everyone knows I only let you check me.
[ last week he ditched it since temenos was otherwise engaged during the check. this is a severely known quantity. part of their healthy male friendship. ]
hmmmmmm well that feels pretty nice. temenos is not a monk immune to desire in any way shape or form, and nodd does get a little reaction - his red ears flush a little further, and he'll feel the blunt tips of his nails dig lightly into his hand. ]
Risky and overconfident. [ damn temenos tell it like it is but what do you expect. he seems to mull it over, though it's a little harder to than he'd really like with his thoughts clouding. ] ...Though I am not against keeping a secret.
[ though his eyes flick back open, and he puts a little pressure on the back of his neck with his hand still there, fingers curling very lightly into his hair and giving a tug. ]
[ nodd moves fast but it doesn't have to mean he's impatient. temenos accepting this much is more than he'd come into the room expecting. there was always a chance he'd be kicked out and have to crawl-of-shame to his and rodya's room.
however, either his gods or temenos' grant a miracle, and some first base action has been sanctioned by all participants.
he nuzzles his face into temenos' neck, sighs nicely at the hair tug. ]
[ that's still on the table don't get too excited. however, this has passed at least a brief moment of sanction, if only for the logical reasoning behind it. it's not like he can't just cover it up, anyway - throné's more than adequate stash of makeup will be more than enough to handle that if necessary.
anyway if you though his ears were warm the back of his neck is ten times worse. he's a delicate, white haired, pale skinned catholic baby which means he embarrasses far more easily than his incredibly composed nature would ever actually really show. he also bruises like a peach - it doesn't take much to leave a little bit of a mark behind.
he's practically white knuckling onto his hand, and will likely leave nail marks behind. his lashes flutter, and he exhales outwards, only keeping a shiver off of his shoulders through fine-tuned composure. ]
Hah. [ the laugh isn't hysterical or anything, but it's a little derisive from mister doubt-is-what-i-do, because yeah, they won't see it because he can cover it, not because bad things won't happen to make it happen that way!!! and it's - well, it does feel very good, yes, but more than anything, it feels rather indulgent, and when he's decided that it's gone on long enough, he pulls his hair a little harder this time, swats his hand lightly against his knuckles with the other. okay!!!! okay that's enough biting for the baby!!! ]
[ no need to hide the mark with makeup. should someone not nodd insist on stripchecking the inquisitor, all he has to do is claim he fell during one of their missions. nodd would be willing to confirm it--temenos has to know that. what he wouldn't do for the priest, that's a question that can't be shortly answered.
nodd closes in, capturing a small patch of skin between his teeth and worrying it rudely. he sucks in the other man, breathes through his nose as he works his lips. the vicegrip on his hand is taken in stride, his own skin temenos' for the marring. ]
Mm.
[ he presses his luck with a hum of amusement when he's told to behave. temenos' smiles at him when he's obedient, but he has no idea if this will be allowed a second time. wasn't he told to savor?
a beat of naughty remaining latched before he unclamps. pulls back, his flush less visible but his pupils are so, so big.
his gaze focuses on the growing hickey, bright red to begin, but it will turn black and blue within the hour. ]
[ he's going to hide it anyway because he's paranoid. mostly because throné is too smart not to read between the lines, actually, and if she finds out about this he'll simply perish himself. cursed or not, that outweighs all other emotions.
he's almost expecting nodd to - well, misbehave, and he's rewarded for it with the sound of him sucking in a breath of reaction, getting another pull of his hair for his trouble. this one's a little firmer, and he brings his other hand free to pinch nodd's chin lightly between two fingers, pulling his gaze to look him in the eyes properly. he even leans in a little towards him, though just out of reach.
temenos' voice is a hum again, a lilt to it, flirting the line between light and lofty and a hint of dangerous. sharp and confident, the shepherd, even way out of his depth. ] You did ask to be guided, did you not?
[ and then, clicking his tongue lightly - a tsk, tsk. ] Wayward lambs do so often need a firm hand.
[ the glint in his eye suggests that naughty lambs perhaps get punished. ]
[ pity they didn't get love arrowed when nodd had his rapunzel braid. his regular hair is long enough, but doesn't have the same rope-like quality. some other time. the tugging now catches nodd's breath in his throat. temenos is smart to hold him with two hands. nodd responds to the mild restraints with a futile half-lunge that stops short of their teeth clacking. ]
I don't--you wouldn't have to do anything.
[ his hands are free until they rest on temenos' knees. far from the no-no zone, but surely around should an invitation appear. ]
You know that, right? I'd be fine if you just wanted me to... Get you.
[ from nodd's experience, men like when they don't have to guess. when they know that nodd has such a low bar it's merged with the ground. temenos isn't men, though, and being too willing might frighten him into less hair pulling, more door opening.
nodd walks a tightrope. he doesn't know enough about safety nets to be upset at its absence. ]
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nodd holds his bagged food to his chest. he has already forgotten what it is he ordered. ]
I'm not arguing. We can pretend we're not stuck on a spaceship for a while.
[ he can put his face on temenos' lap in another way--stop. stop. nodd has to shut his eyes for a beat. none of that. priest. inquisitor. ]
Where do you usually sleep?
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[ that, and he doesn't want her to have to be alone. he hasn't slept in the solo bed in his in mizuki's room since viktor died.
tonight, though, that might change! he makes his way to the door and opens the lock, and sure enough, the room is dark and occupied. ] Aha. And here we have it.
[ the only real sign temenos spends any time in here is his staff is currently by the door, and there are a few items of neatly folded clothing over on one side of the room. he does move a cute little stuffed bunny up off of the bed but otherwise sweeps out a hand to open up the room as he makes his way over to sit on the bed.
he pats the spot next to him? pat pat. ]
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[ it wouldn't be the first time he felt a moment of jealousy over throné and temenos' relationship. but it's always been in the vein of his jealousy over any two crewmates knowing one another before they arrived on the eudora. but this time the jealous feeling is tempered more than ever by a sharp gratitude.
temenos has someone else who really cares for him. that's good. the more, the better. ]
That yours?
[ flashing a grin at the bunny.
a single pat is all it takes; without his powers, nodd is quick, and the motivation is right there in the room with them. he sets his food on the floor and leans over bump his shoulder against temenos' arm. ]
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[ he may be love arrow cursed but he is not cursed to talk sincerely about throné and how important she is to him, though the phrase is very obviously fond. he loves his sister!!! gross.
anyway, distraction time. when nodd comes and leans against him, temenos easily allows it, idly fiddling with the packaging on whatever he got to eat. now that they're alone, it's a little easier to lean into these sort of things, to allow someone into his space. he is welcome. ] And that would be Mizuki's. Best not to spill on it.
[ the bunny is set somewhere nice so it's out of the way. ]
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I'm not planning on going anywhere.
[ nodd should be cooler, more subtle, more chill. even taking in account species' aging differences, he's older than temenos. their legs are touching. ]
Today was fun. I liked ditching work with you.
[ lounging while others did the obstacle course ]
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temenos is, as usual, as cool as a cucumber. maybe that's the most unfortunate part - he is just so composed, even in a situation like this, where he's cursed, and he chuckles a little at the comment on ditching work. ]
Mm? Well, I'm glad to hear it. I don't particularly want to provide my services to the company. [ there's a faint twinkle in his eye, a bit of mischief to his smile. ] You could call it a protest.
[ naughty ]
But I enjoyed spending time with you as well.
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[ the food container he removed from the bag he drops back into it (it's fine, it's not a far fall). nodd has a threshold of what he can contain and that final twinkle stepped over the edge.
the thing about rejection is over time, the wounds do heal, but they can't if they're never made. ]
Do you kiss? Your type of priest.
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HE WAS REALLY COMPOSED UNTIL RIGHT NOW this catches temenos so quickly off guard it's like whiplash and nodd gets the joy (?) of watching his ears start to turn pink, and then red. it's really obvious under his very white hair even if he tries to make it look like he was not just startled into getting flustered. ]
- I'm sorry? [ see this is the thing he's so good at this flirty dialogue because this is just his personality but in reality.
weenie who was genuinely not expecting that question. it's not a rejection necessarily - it is genuinely surprised at the ask. ]
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I want to kiss you. And usually, I'd just do that. Let you slap me, get it over with. But you're a priest and if it'd make the gods pissed off at me, well, that's a Wednesday night. But you? So. Do you kiss?
[ not a weenie about this sort of thing, turns out. when there is actual respect for someone involved. that's not even the love arrows. ]
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anyway he's love arrowed which is good because if he wasn't, he probably would give him absolute hell for the suggestion. instead, he's just slowly turning redder, the pink starting to bloom up into his cheeks, as he attempts to gather his dignity back into place. have you ever seen temenos speechless before.
there's a pause. ]
The gods hardly care. [ muttered. he has used this exact sort of excuse before to get out of kissing anyone in party games. clerical exclusion, or whatever, but that was clearly a lie. ] And if they did, I'd likely ignore it.
[ just out here being blasphemous ]
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but when he doesn't say that, when he all but tells nodd that kissing is back on the menu, it's an impossible ask for nodd to remain still.
he turns, immediately switching his weight to one knee, an artificial boost to his height. so when he presses forward after, turning temeno's face toward his with a tap on the cheek, they can kiss.
there is time to run away, weenie. ]
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love arrows are very powerful, so. nodd can have the artificial boost for now, but he tilts his head up and puts a hand on the back of his neck to pull him back down to his level to kiss him.
it's very chaste - soft, closed mouth - but it's a kiss nonetheless, and one with some confidence to it. temenos doesn't do anything shyly, and this is no exception. once he makes a decision, he's stuck to it. it is also, embarrassingly, his first that is not because someone was turned into an animal and/or cursed, but he will never admit that even if it's painfully obvious, but it's a kiss nonetheless. ]
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or, make him go nuts. depends.
he breaks the kiss after a moment, but it's to instate another. his hand blindly gropes around, tapping temeno's chest before aiming for his lap--
to move the food there, gods. and then, yeah, hand returns to directly over temenos' dick like immediately as nodd breaks the second and starts kiss three. ]
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anyway - he's not exactly sure what to expect when it breaks, really. he exhales, glancing up at him and opening his mouth to say something, but it's swallowed up by a second kiss. well. okay. sure! his head tilts a little to return it more properly, still just as chaste, but allowing the exploration. it's... nice, nicer than he really has ever expected (or bothered to think about) and his chin tips up, the hand at the back of his neck staying, even curling very lightly in the hair at the back of his neck.
but. he's paying attention. even like this, a little flustered and extremely cursed, temenos is observant to a fault, and so when nodd's hand returns down to his lap, temenos' own comes to cover it, though it comes with the returned third kiss. perhaps not a rejection, but his hand shifts, enough to lace their fingers together as he pulls nodd's hand back up.
it's temenos who breaks the kiss this time, though his mouth is still pressed close enough nodd might feel him smile. his voice has lowered, honey soft. ] Ah, ah. [ even these two little scolding noises are terrible flirtatious sounding as he regains his composure, holds his control. ] Savor.
[ slow down. ]
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their fingers tangle. it feels so nice. palm to palm. it's all he's been thinking about since yesterday, this screaming, howling desire to be closer. then a little closer. nodd doesn't know how to love without a hurricane. ]
Okay.
[ drifts out of lip touching distance to nose briefly along temenos' jaw. kisses his cheek. ]
But I'm not so good at slow. I may need that guidance after all.
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temenos' quite voice is a lower rumble, enough to be felt at that close distance like it vibrates, his mouth pulled up at the corner in a smile. ]
It would be my pleasure. [ did you have to say it like that ]
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You know what the high collars are good for?
[ temenos possesses the shell-style round ear of a full human. nodd bites, nice, once, at the lobe. slim silver hoops hang from his own. ]
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anyway. gentle and nice touch is fine - his single bite gets a reaction, a soft inhale and the grip he has on nodd's hand tightens, fingers flexing. the skin there is soft and warm, reddening, and he tilts his head up slightly to open up a little more space, allowing it. ]
Perhaps in - [ a brief pause at the actual nip. ] - places where we are not asked to take clothing off every Saturday.
[ not that temenos ever strips. he has stripped like. twice. besides the point. ]
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No problem. Everyone knows I only let you check me.
[ last week he ditched it since temenos was otherwise engaged during the check. this is a severely known quantity. part of their healthy male friendship. ]
And nobody's checking you.
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hmmmmmm well that feels pretty nice. temenos is not a monk immune to desire in any way shape or form, and nodd does get a little reaction - his red ears flush a little further, and he'll feel the blunt tips of his nails dig lightly into his hand. ]
Risky and overconfident. [ damn temenos tell it like it is but what do you expect. he seems to mull it over, though it's a little harder to than he'd really like with his thoughts clouding. ] ...Though I am not against keeping a secret.
[ though his eyes flick back open, and he puts a little pressure on the back of his neck with his hand still there, fingers curling very lightly into his hair and giving a tug. ]
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however, either his gods or temenos' grant a miracle, and some first base action has been sanctioned by all participants.
he nuzzles his face into temenos' neck, sighs nicely at the hair tug. ]
Right at the base. Nobody's gonna see.
[ his lips are there. then his teeth. ]
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anyway if you though his ears were warm the back of his neck is ten times worse. he's a delicate, white haired, pale skinned catholic baby which means he embarrasses far more easily than his incredibly composed nature would ever actually really show. he also bruises like a peach - it doesn't take much to leave a little bit of a mark behind.
he's practically white knuckling onto his hand, and will likely leave nail marks behind. his lashes flutter, and he exhales outwards, only keeping a shiver off of his shoulders through fine-tuned composure. ]
Hah. [ the laugh isn't hysterical or anything, but it's a little derisive from mister doubt-is-what-i-do, because yeah, they won't see it because he can cover it, not because bad things won't happen to make it happen that way!!! and it's - well, it does feel very good, yes, but more than anything, it feels rather indulgent, and when he's decided that it's gone on long enough, he pulls his hair a little harder this time, swats his hand lightly against his knuckles with the other. okay!!!! okay that's enough biting for the baby!!! ]
Behave, I said.
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nodd closes in, capturing a small patch of skin between his teeth and worrying it rudely. he sucks in the other man, breathes through his nose as he works his lips. the vicegrip on his hand is taken in stride, his own skin temenos' for the marring. ]
Mm.
[ he presses his luck with a hum of amusement when he's told to behave. temenos' smiles at him when he's obedient, but he has no idea if this will be allowed a second time. wasn't he told to savor?
a beat of naughty remaining latched before he unclamps. pulls back, his flush less visible but his pupils are so, so big.
his gaze focuses on the growing hickey, bright red to begin, but it will turn black and blue within the hour. ]
You really gotta keep everyone on a leash?
[ let him be free. let him scamper. ]
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he's almost expecting nodd to - well, misbehave, and he's rewarded for it with the sound of him sucking in a breath of reaction, getting another pull of his hair for his trouble. this one's a little firmer, and he brings his other hand free to pinch nodd's chin lightly between two fingers, pulling his gaze to look him in the eyes properly. he even leans in a little towards him, though just out of reach.
temenos' voice is a hum again, a lilt to it, flirting the line between light and lofty and a hint of dangerous. sharp and confident, the shepherd, even way out of his depth. ] You did ask to be guided, did you not?
[ and then, clicking his tongue lightly - a tsk, tsk. ] Wayward lambs do so often need a firm hand.
[ the glint in his eye suggests that naughty lambs perhaps get punished. ]
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I don't--you wouldn't have to do anything.
[ his hands are free until they rest on temenos' knees. far from the no-no zone, but surely around should an invitation appear. ]
You know that, right? I'd be fine if you just wanted me to... Get you.
[ from nodd's experience, men like when they don't have to guess. when they know that nodd has such a low bar it's merged with the ground. temenos isn't men, though, and being too willing might frighten him into less hair pulling, more door opening.
nodd walks a tightrope. he doesn't know enough about safety nets to be upset at its absence. ]
Or I could be good.
[ his thumbs rub concentrated circles. ]
If that's what you really want.
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