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[Shalem makes a soft noise in his throat that becomes a little laugh-- Leona's sudden advance caught him off guard, but he's not displeased with that. In fact, it's good and refreshing, having a partner so eager.
Shalem grabs hold of Leona's hips and opens his mouth slightly, flicking his tongue out against the man to ask for entrance.]
Shalem grabs hold of Leona's hips and opens his mouth slightly, flicking his tongue out against the man to ask for entrance.]
[ he heard what shalem wanted and is giving it to him. right? there was no indication of how he should go about it, and he doesn't find it very helpful to... play around too much before going in for one.
there's a time to be bashful (never) and a time to be forward (always).
so when he feels that tongue? he's more than happy to part his lips and greeting that tongue with his own. ]
there's a time to be bashful (never) and a time to be forward (always).
so when he feels that tongue? he's more than happy to part his lips and greeting that tongue with his own. ]
[ oh, he's more than motivated if it serves as a distraction to avoid a future tail shaving. that he's happy to even get a hand or two on vil in the first place; he can only imagine the kind of scandal if this ever became public? two housewardens sharing a bed, sharing each other's bodies. it's enough to make leona smirk as he continues to stroke vil, making sure that he feels how rough that palm happens to be.
he could never be accused of not putting in a tremendous amount of work in when he was younger, so much so that he's roughened up his skin. perhaps permanently. ]
Not havin' fun yet? I could make this much worse for ya.
he could never be accused of not putting in a tremendous amount of work in when he was younger, so much so that he's roughened up his skin. perhaps permanently. ]
Not havin' fun yet? I could make this much worse for ya.
[Oh, he appreciates straightforward partners so much. It allows Shalem so much more freedom, and peace of mind, because he doesn't need to worry so much-- Leona will let him know what he wants, what he's all right with, what he'd rather not deal with, without much prompting. Or at all, hopefully.
He smiles as he pulls the man flush against his body using the grip he has on Leona's hips. With this closeness, licking into the man's mouth is easier, less of a strain on his neck even if his nose is smushed right against his cheek.]
He smiles as he pulls the man flush against his body using the grip he has on Leona's hips. With this closeness, licking into the man's mouth is easier, less of a strain on his neck even if his nose is smushed right against his cheek.]
[ he's strong. leona knows that for certain as that tongue enters, that he probably couldn't wrestle or joust with it. that his grip is solid and firm and it causes his ears to flick as he lifts his chin a little and tries to give shalem the best angle possible.
and he doesn't waste time with reaching underneath the other's shirt, feeling the other guy up. he wants to know what he's working with.
and he's definitely finding him to be... a handful... ]
and he doesn't waste time with reaching underneath the other's shirt, feeling the other guy up. he wants to know what he's working with.
and he's definitely finding him to be... a handful... ]
[Oh, that's quite straightforward, isn't it? Shalem has to huff a little laugh when he feels the pawing underneath his clothes.]
You're eager... [He can't help but mumble that against Leona's lips. Then he pulls away, one eyebrow raised and his lips quirked.]
Quite eager, I must say.
You're eager... [He can't help but mumble that against Leona's lips. Then he pulls away, one eyebrow raised and his lips quirked.]
Quite eager, I must say.
... I wouldn't beat ya in a fight, that's for sure.
[ a laugh as he nudges his forehead against shalem's. ]
And I'd say you're 'bout... a little less handsome than I am. Maybe the same if ya round up.
[ he inhales slowly. his nerves are like a coiled spring, ready to snap. ]
'Like' ain't the word I'd use.
[ a laugh as he nudges his forehead against shalem's. ]
And I'd say you're 'bout... a little less handsome than I am. Maybe the same if ya round up.
[ he inhales slowly. his nerves are like a coiled spring, ready to snap. ]
'Like' ain't the word I'd use.
[Aww, high praise, coming from an Aslan. Shalem has to chuckle, and can't help but raise his hands to Leona's cheeks and squish them.]
Take your time, if you'd truly love to find a word for it. But I already accept the compliment.
[He is, after all, well aware that his body tends to take people off guard once they see him in the nude for the first time. It's at odds with his pretty face.]
Take your time, if you'd truly love to find a word for it. But I already accept the compliment.
[He is, after all, well aware that his body tends to take people off guard once they see him in the nude for the first time. It's at odds with his pretty face.]
[ oh. his cheeks, hello? being treated like some kind of affection housecat... his pride is being tested. but he'll have to deal with it. after all, he's in shalem's residence. he should be a little more polite than usual. ]
Maybe once I get a taste, I'll have one for ya.
[ he'll just need to get shalem undressed. that's it. no shame in wanting to peel the snek's clothes off, right?
assuming he was wearing much in the first place but like you know. ]
Maybe once I get a taste, I'll have one for ya.
[ he'll just need to get shalem undressed. that's it. no shame in wanting to peel the snek's clothes off, right?
assuming he was wearing much in the first place but like you know. ]
Oh, all right. You insist on having something... So I'll give it to you. [That "something" being Shalem's body, of course.
He tugs his shirt up and over his head, briefly pausing to use the cloth to wring out some excess water from his hair before rolling it up and setting it aside. Then he beckons with both hands for Leona to come to him--
Or perhaps he's showing exactly what Leona's been wanting, which is to say, his body. Pale skin stretched over defined muscles, but not at all pristine. Shalem bears scars from various injuries, such as cuts, burns, bites, and his musculature is more for strength in combat rather than vanity.]
He tugs his shirt up and over his head, briefly pausing to use the cloth to wring out some excess water from his hair before rolling it up and setting it aside. Then he beckons with both hands for Leona to come to him--
Or perhaps he's showing exactly what Leona's been wanting, which is to say, his body. Pale skin stretched over defined muscles, but not at all pristine. Shalem bears scars from various injuries, such as cuts, burns, bites, and his musculature is more for strength in combat rather than vanity.]
[ he decides to do the same, having no desire to be the only one clothed from the waist up. it's pretty easy for him to shed his shirt. and while he may not be as toned as shalem, by no means is leona lacking in that department. but he would definitely say when it comes to marks, to scars and wear and tear, shalem has that in spades. ]
Damn. 'xactly what kinda work do ya do?
[ after tracing a few scars with his fingertips, he kneels down slightly to give one of them a kiss, lips touching and dipping onto a few others as well. ]
Damn. 'xactly what kinda work do ya do?
[ after tracing a few scars with his fingertips, he kneels down slightly to give one of them a kiss, lips touching and dipping onto a few others as well. ]
The world I live in is... quite the dangerous one, but someone has to go out there to help others. [It's not exactly a proper answer, is it? Though he's not completely evading the question-- this may not be his job title, but it is is job description.
Shalem takes Leona's hands into his own, giving each one a kiss on the palm. If Leona wants to give his body kisses, that's fine, but Shalem wants to do the same.]
Shalem takes Leona's hands into his own, giving each one a kiss on the palm. If Leona wants to give his body kisses, that's fine, but Shalem wants to do the same.]
[ oh. ticklish. but while leona's got that one scar on his face, the only thing evident of the tireless amount of work he put into crafting his magical skills are on his palms. how rough they are in comparison to the rest of him. ]
Then... I hope you can help me out with somethin'. Can't say it's too dangerous.
[ working his way lower... and lower. ]
Then... I hope you can help me out with somethin'. Can't say it's too dangerous.
[ working his way lower... and lower. ]
You'll have to tell me what it is, first.
[Shalem is fairly sure he knows what Leona is doing... and now he's deciding whether or not to let it continue, or stop him so they can do something else. Decisions, decisions.
To buy time, he rubs Leona's ear with a finger.]
[Shalem is fairly sure he knows what Leona is doing... and now he's deciding whether or not to let it continue, or stop him so they can do something else. Decisions, decisions.
To buy time, he rubs Leona's ear with a finger.]
Got an itch that I can't scratch alone.
[ he's stubborn in that he doesn't want to say it outright, but with that unfortunate craving that's been annoying him? the diamond shaped marking on his collarbone is definitely prominent and almost glowing with need. ]
That gonna be a problem?
[ that ear twitches. hewwo. ]
[ he's stubborn in that he doesn't want to say it outright, but with that unfortunate craving that's been annoying him? the diamond shaped marking on his collarbone is definitely prominent and almost glowing with need. ]
That gonna be a problem?
[ that ear twitches. hewwo. ]
[He scrolls through profile after profile, mostly not reading them, occasionally hitting the X when he sees a particularly egregious picture or bio, until he finds the (lion) man he's looking for. Yep, that's the one, he wouldn't mistake those ears anywhere!
But it's not a fun chat he's here for. He sends a direct message, getting right to business.]
About those tattoo things we talked about - first of all, what do the different card suits mean?
Other than the obvious, that is. Are they just assigned at random, or does it matter which one you get?
But it's not a fun chat he's here for. He sends a direct message, getting right to business.]
About those tattoo things we talked about - first of all, what do the different card suits mean?
Other than the obvious, that is. Are they just assigned at random, or does it matter which one you get?
Why do you think?
[A tacit admission that he has one himself now. So much for bragging about having escaped Leona's fate.]
I need to know what they signify, apart from being pawns in that "game." The clover and the spades ones, specifically, though I know that's not what you have.
But we can talk about yours, too, I suppose. What do you mean by "annoying"? Are you talking about the fact it's not removable? Or is there something else you meant?
[A tacit admission that he has one himself now. So much for bragging about having escaped Leona's fate.]
I need to know what they signify, apart from being pawns in that "game." The clover and the spades ones, specifically, though I know that's not what you have.
But we can talk about yours, too, I suppose. What do you mean by "annoying"? Are you talking about the fact it's not removable? Or is there something else you meant?
Ya think?
[ he shivers upon the touch of shalem's words and breath against his ear. that he nods, albeit with a frown, deciding to stand back up as he lets out a sigh. ]
Fine, fine. We can go to that matin' place if ya want.
[ it's mating season. proper noun. but mating happens there too... ]
[ he shivers upon the touch of shalem's words and breath against his ear. that he nods, albeit with a frown, deciding to stand back up as he lets out a sigh. ]
Fine, fine. We can go to that matin' place if ya want.
[ it's mating season. proper noun. but mating happens there too... ]
[So he'll have to ask someone else. Well, he was planning to ask around anyway, so that's not too distressing.
The second part is, though.]
So it's like those pills for old men again?
[His heart sinks. He really hadn't thought a tattoo could cause something like that. And also, he hates discussing things like this! It's not idol-like at all! But well, unfortunately he has to ask, so it's time to just come out with it.]
Pardon my language, but isn't that something people can go off and handle by themselves? I assumed that's what all those creepy-looking toys are for. Why would you need to get others involved?
The second part is, though.]
So it's like those pills for old men again?
[His heart sinks. He really hadn't thought a tattoo could cause something like that. And also, he hates discussing things like this! It's not idol-like at all! But well, unfortunately he has to ask, so it's time to just come out with it.]
Pardon my language, but isn't that something people can go off and handle by themselves? I assumed that's what all those creepy-looking toys are for. Why would you need to get others involved?
Edited 2024-03-23 18:04 (UTC)
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