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[ leona grunts as shalem sucks the blood right up to the skin. it'll definitely leave a mark. he knows that for sure.
he's definitely pliable now. will it be enough for him to take both of shalem's dicks? hard to say. it'll have to be determined when he takes the plunge. the beastman knows he is tough, made of very firm stuff, but being too firm here... that'd probably be bad for him.
still. he could say (with certainty) that the experience changed him. when it happens. ]
Nah. 'm pretty good at... keepin' myself in one piece.
[ except for once. but that was a while ago. ]
he's definitely pliable now. will it be enough for him to take both of shalem's dicks? hard to say. it'll have to be determined when he takes the plunge. the beastman knows he is tough, made of very firm stuff, but being too firm here... that'd probably be bad for him.
still. he could say (with certainty) that the experience changed him. when it happens. ]
Nah. 'm pretty good at... keepin' myself in one piece.
[ except for once. but that was a while ago. ]
I'll hold you to that. ["Please don't break on me" is what he means. It's so rare to find someone who's willing to take both, and rarer still for someone to just be able to handle them when they're actually in. He just has to hope that Leona can accomplish the latter.
Of course, Shalem will have to help him halfway there. He adds yet another finger, moving them a little more vigorously than before.]
Of course, Shalem will have to help him halfway there. He adds yet another finger, moving them a little more vigorously than before.]
[That doesn't sound like a pained noise-- which is encouragement enough for the serpent to keep going, and stronger too. He even gives Leona's chest a bite, just near a nipple.
Half because he wanted to, half just to tease.
Eventually, he pulls his fingers out, deeming the stretch sufficient.]
I'll give you just one for now, until you become accustomed to it-- is that all right?
Half because he wanted to, half just to tease.
Eventually, he pulls his fingers out, deeming the stretch sufficient.]
I'll give you just one for now, until you become accustomed to it-- is that all right?
[ he doubts that shalem is angling to hurt him in general--- unless he asked first. so the bite doesn't really do much either, except add a sharp ending to what feels like is the precursor to the main event. ]
Yeah, 'f course it's all right.
[ the prince, usually not one to pout, offers a slightly lopsided frown. his tail gently swishes from left to right. ]
You're the one givin' it to me, after all.
Yeah, 'f course it's all right.
[ the prince, usually not one to pout, offers a slightly lopsided frown. his tail gently swishes from left to right. ]
You're the one givin' it to me, after all.
[Shalem smiles-- it's such a slow bloom, gentle, attentive, but also pleased that he's not backing down. How long has it been since he's been allowed this? Since he's allowed himself this?
As promised, he pushes one cock in slowly, exhaling deeply when he feels Leona's tight heat squeezing the head, but not pausing for much other than to check how he's doing, how he's feeling. What does Leona look like? Is he struggling? Shalem is an attentive lover, he prides himself on that.
When it's halfway in and Leona doesn't show signs of strain or pain, Shalem works on inserting the second.]
As promised, he pushes one cock in slowly, exhaling deeply when he feels Leona's tight heat squeezing the head, but not pausing for much other than to check how he's doing, how he's feeling. What does Leona look like? Is he struggling? Shalem is an attentive lover, he prides himself on that.
When it's halfway in and Leona doesn't show signs of strain or pain, Shalem works on inserting the second.]
[ there it is. the pressure and brief pain of having something foreign being thrust inside of him, but it's gentle. not timid. steady. leona's not struggling with it. as long as he keeps himself relaxed, which is easy to do with shalem being so patient with it...
looking up at the other man, there's a smile barely beginning to form. yeah. it's a stretch but he's handling it very well.
and then the second one joins and he squeezes his eyes shut, exhaling loudly. almost a 'woof'. ]
W-whoa.
looking up at the other man, there's a smile barely beginning to form. yeah. it's a stretch but he's handling it very well.
and then the second one joins and he squeezes his eyes shut, exhaling loudly. almost a 'woof'. ]
W-whoa.
Are you in the gardens? I need you to see something.
[It's already strange enough that he's messaging Leona out of the blue. But usually he's at least a little polite in asking for something.]
[It's already strange enough that he's messaging Leona out of the blue. But usually he's at least a little polite in asking for something.]
I think it is.
I will wait by the entrance.
I will wait by the entrance.
[Vil has had a lot of practice with maintaining his composure under pressure, but there's still a distracted pensiveness to his expression when he sees Leona approaching. Carrying a small basket has helped with giving his hands something to clench at times, the basket's lone occupant being a carefully extracted lanternblossom.]
I found something you should see. Come along.
[His self-assuredness shows in how he doesn't wait for any reaction from Leona before walking further into the garden, to the part that had recently transformed back from being a beach getaway for something like two weeks. Considering the number of winding pathways, he has to pause from time to time before walking on.]
I found something you should see. Come along.
[His self-assuredness shows in how he doesn't wait for any reaction from Leona before walking further into the garden, to the part that had recently transformed back from being a beach getaway for something like two weeks. Considering the number of winding pathways, he has to pause from time to time before walking on.]
[ he's pretty sure that if it weren't important, vil wouldn't have gone the distance to contact him let alone ask him to come see what was up. so part of him is genuinely curious. but what about that oddly foreboding feeling that makes him uneasy? ]
Yeah, yeah...
[ following behind, the beastman's tail flicks from side to side as they walk. ]
... guessin' this ain't no date.
Yeah, yeah...
[ following behind, the beastman's tail flicks from side to side as they walk. ]
... guessin' this ain't no date.
[Vil doesn't deign Leona's comment with an answer until the next time he pauses, shooting an unimpressed look at him over his shoulder.]
No, it isn't.
[There's none of the usual snark he would usually give in response, and the reason for that soon becomes apparent when Vil stops in front of one of the many supernatural-feeling statues littering the garden. The lifelike statue sits on a short pedestal to keep it off the pathway and grass, dressed in nondescript pants and t-shirt and arms up, one hand a fist and the other clenched around it. Perhaps the face and hairstyle could be argued to be commonplace, but the combination of stance and features had definitely given Vil pause.
Vil stares at the statue without gesturing at it, as if not wanting to fully commit to the question he eventually asks.]
Does this look like Deuce to you?
No, it isn't.
[There's none of the usual snark he would usually give in response, and the reason for that soon becomes apparent when Vil stops in front of one of the many supernatural-feeling statues littering the garden. The lifelike statue sits on a short pedestal to keep it off the pathway and grass, dressed in nondescript pants and t-shirt and arms up, one hand a fist and the other clenched around it. Perhaps the face and hairstyle could be argued to be commonplace, but the combination of stance and features had definitely given Vil pause.
Vil stares at the statue without gesturing at it, as if not wanting to fully commit to the question he eventually asks.]
Does this look like Deuce to you?
[ now he knows something's really up. no quick witted retort. no amount of sass or irritation. everything's too serious and that's enough to make leona keep quiet afterward, right up until they come to the statue of an unfortunately familiar looking statue. the thing is, the face and the hairstyle are the things that clue him in right away--- that for all the unusual and unique people that he's run into, it makes even the most 'common' standout.
and to him... deuce is pretty ordinary. ]
... tch, think the herbivore got out and they made a statue in tribute or somethin'?
[ that's a reasonable question, right? ]
and to him... deuce is pretty ordinary. ]
... tch, think the herbivore got out and they made a statue in tribute or somethin'?
[ that's a reasonable question, right? ]
[ Now, who would be snooping around the fifth floor and just so happen to take a little peek into a door left ajar? Leaving its occupant ripe for the hassling? Not a lonely rank 10 slumming about, that's for sure. Not a lonely rank 10 with too much time on his hands and a warming expression as he realizes who this room belongs to — he thought he sensed someone familiar. ]
Heeeh, intertesting... knock, knock~ pardon the intrusion!
Heeeh, intertesting... knock, knock~ pardon the intrusion!
[ the door slowly and smoothly opens, revealing the place of one (1) second prince. in a nutshell? it's relatively taken care of though things are generally askew: the trashbin is full of snack and candy wrappers. the bathroom door is also open, revealing a couple of towels haphazardly hanging off the shower door.
and beneath the sheets of the bed, a tufted tail dangles off the edge.
what does kizuna do? ]
and beneath the sheets of the bed, a tufted tail dangles off the edge.
what does kizuna do? ]
[ Now, then...
► Leave the second prince to his naptime.
► Crawl into bed with him.
We all know what choice is happening here, right? Without further ado, Kizuna sneaks in with much less trepidation than he should given the previous threats. But he was very warm and very soft, so! Onto the bed he goes. ♥ Minding the tail, of course, even if he can't help but comment on it. ]
Leaving that out? What if a monster grabs it?
► Leave the second prince to his naptime.
► Crawl into bed with him.
We all know what choice is happening here, right? Without further ado, Kizuna sneaks in with much less trepidation than he should given the previous threats. But he was very warm and very soft, so! Onto the bed he goes. ♥ Minding the tail, of course, even if he can't help but comment on it. ]
Leaving that out? What if a monster grabs it?
[ oh we definitely know the choice, and leona's regretting his decision to allow open access to his bedroom when someone... with courage (or something very close to it, like stupidity) has laid out onto his bed and also has the guts to say something? ]
A monster? [ he grumbles from under the comforter, not bothering to reveal himself just quite yet. ] Show me a monster and I'll show 'em what fire feels like up close and personal.
[ he will, however, begin to stick his head out... ears making their appearance... ]
A monster? [ he grumbles from under the comforter, not bothering to reveal himself just quite yet. ] Show me a monster and I'll show 'em what fire feels like up close and personal.
[ he will, however, begin to stick his head out... ears making their appearance... ]
[ For now, Kizuna sticks to boldly curling up beside Leona on top of the covers. That doesn't stop him from wiggling an arm over his burrito-shape, dropping his face against the top of his head. Ear check! Just to ensure nothing is wrong with the royal softness. ]
Maybe you've scared them all away with talk like that...
[ A gentle rub. ]
Still soft too, I see. Lu~cky.
Maybe you've scared them all away with talk like that...
[ A gentle rub. ]
Still soft too, I see. Lu~cky.
Were ya expectin' otherwise...
[ imagine not having soft ears. he can't. there's no such world where those fuwwy cups haven't been taken care of, even considering how lazy leona might be. a little effort goes a long way with them. ]
... ya want somethin'? 'cause I don't got much to give, herbivore.
[ that being said he hasn't kicked kizuna out yet so. points. ]
[ imagine not having soft ears. he can't. there's no such world where those fuwwy cups haven't been taken care of, even considering how lazy leona might be. a little effort goes a long way with them. ]
... ya want somethin'? 'cause I don't got much to give, herbivore.
[ that being said he hasn't kicked kizuna out yet so. points. ]
Too many people lost their softness. I had to come check, and look at that, [ Can you feel his smile?? ] you pass!
[ He does miss the cursed tail. Just a little bit. But he won't say so, because he senses those invisible points and doesn't want to hit zero. ]
— what's wrong with herbivores? You have to get your fiber somehow. [ A mellow hum, resonant against the layers of blanket. ] Can't I just want company?
[ He does miss the cursed tail. Just a little bit. But he won't say so, because he senses those invisible points and doesn't want to hit zero. ]
— what's wrong with herbivores? You have to get your fiber somehow. [ A mellow hum, resonant against the layers of blanket. ] Can't I just want company?
[ anything like kizuna's smile, which is practically a laser beam that hits him right in the forehead, is sure to rile something up in leona. as more of the blanket begins to lower, it's his furrowed brows and frowning eyes that make their appearance.
softness... he doesn't have any time for that. literally and metaphorically, it's the golden peacock after all. ]
Herbivores are a great source of fiber. [ said matter-of-factly. ] And was I really the best choice of company?
[ ear wiggle. ]
softness... he doesn't have any time for that. literally and metaphorically, it's the golden peacock after all. ]
Herbivores are a great source of fiber. [ said matter-of-factly. ] And was I really the best choice of company?
[ ear wiggle. ]
Like all of the others who have statues around this place?
[Vil doesn't attempt to hide the sarcasm in his voice, even if it's too speculative to be a strong argument one way or another. A better argument would have been that Deuce was not the type of person to commit to the game for a wash. For a moment, Vil folds his arms and grips his elbows, taking a slow breath to try easing the anxiety that's been silently building.]
It's been almost two months. I haven't heard from Deuce or Azul this entire time. I need to know that I'm not just seeing things.
[While he hasn't heard any of the rumors about people turning into stone, the fact that people can go missing for so long has always spoken to something happening against their will -- something likely supernatural, given the strangeness of the resort.]
[Vil doesn't attempt to hide the sarcasm in his voice, even if it's too speculative to be a strong argument one way or another. A better argument would have been that Deuce was not the type of person to commit to the game for a wash. For a moment, Vil folds his arms and grips his elbows, taking a slow breath to try easing the anxiety that's been silently building.]
It's been almost two months. I haven't heard from Deuce or Azul this entire time. I need to know that I'm not just seeing things.
[While he hasn't heard any of the rumors about people turning into stone, the fact that people can go missing for so long has always spoken to something happening against their will -- something likely supernatural, given the strangeness of the resort.]
[ he's not going to live in ignorance, but he's not going to live in fear of some kind of retribution that may never come. if the point is to intimidate the players of the resort's game, then leona's not going to fold. he's got enough cards, does what he wants, and even finds some of the experiences to be... helpful. healthy, even. ]
Well... you're not.
[ leona goes up, taps the statue with his knuckles. yep. solid stone. this isn't an illusion. he's only partly convinced this could be their junior but not 100% sold. not yet. ]
Dunno what to make of this. If they didn't want us 'round, they could've probably done this without a second thought. Yeah?
Well... you're not.
[ leona goes up, taps the statue with his knuckles. yep. solid stone. this isn't an illusion. he's only partly convinced this could be their junior but not 100% sold. not yet. ]
Dunno what to make of this. If they didn't want us 'round, they could've probably done this without a second thought. Yeah?
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