[Shalem's hair is loose from its... well, loose tail, when he opens the door. His hair is slightly damp, and the faint scent of lavender wafts about him, like he finished bathing not too long ago. Though, stronger still is the scent of baked bread.
Shalem was not lying when he said that pastries would be involved.]
Hello there. I'm glad you came. [There was... a bit of doubt in his mind, given how Leona reacted.
[ he's not lacking confidence, but he does show some restraint. after all--- walking into someone's home regardless of where it is or who it is... leona's always on his guard. especially around the resort. ]
Glad I came too. Smells nice.
[ he doesn't go directly past shalem, leaning in to sniff. ]
That your choice? Or did ya just pick somethin' out randomly.
[ the smell of pastries hang in the air but that's not what he's curious about. ]
There was no picking involved. [He could almost bristle... but he knows this is Leona's first time being served tea and sweets by Shalem.]
Everything was made from scratch.
[And by "everything", he means the plates full of pain au chocolat and mini chicken and spinach quiches on top of the round dining table, next to the electric teapot.]
Mmm. I know it was. 'm talkin' about whatever that floral scent is that you're wearin'.
[ he's been around enough baked foods and cooked goods to know what's been made right on site. after all--- even if he won't admit it, he does have a royal palate. . ]
'cause it's nice. Ya know.
[ he's just. trying to be nice... well, as nice as he can be ]
Ahaha-- that? It's lavender. My soap has some in it.
[Look, he's more into the shea butter part of it, the lavender was just added by whoever thought the combo was a good idea. He hasn't had some strange reaction while using it so... mission accomplished?]
In any case, tea and pastries are served to butter you up for later.
[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.]
[ 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. ]
[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'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... ]
Tell me what you're thinking then. What are your... impressions? [And then he leans in closer, until their noses are almost touching again.] Do you like it?
[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.]
[ 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. ]
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 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. ]
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.]
[ 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.
[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.
[ 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. ]
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anyway, he goes there after putting on clothes: dress shirt, black slacks that leave nothing to the imagination. a thin gold chain around the neck.
and then he knocks once he gets to the door. ]
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Shalem was not lying when he said that pastries would be involved.]
Hello there. I'm glad you came. [There was... a bit of doubt in his mind, given how Leona reacted.
But hope trumped over that.
He steps aside to let him in.]
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Glad I came too. Smells nice.
[ he doesn't go directly past shalem, leaning in to sniff. ]
That your choice? Or did ya just pick somethin' out randomly.
[ the smell of pastries hang in the air but that's not what he's curious about. ]
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Everything was made from scratch.
[And by "everything", he means the plates full of pain au chocolat and mini chicken and spinach quiches on top of the round dining table, next to the electric teapot.]
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[ he's been around enough baked foods and cooked goods to know what's been made right on site. after all--- even if he won't admit it, he does have a royal palate. . ]
'cause it's nice. Ya know.
[ he's just. trying to be nice... well, as nice as he can be ]
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[Look, he's more into the shea butter part of it, the lavender was just added by whoever thought the combo was a good idea. He hasn't had some strange reaction while using it so... mission accomplished?]
In any case, tea and pastries are served to butter you up for later.
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[ repeating those words before he hums, leaning to one side. ]
... what're we supposed to do in the meantime?
[ one of his ears twitches. ]
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Kiss?
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[ he stares. blinks a few times. and then he shrugs. ]
If that's what ya want.
[ and he leans in and forcefully presses his lips against shalem's, intending to push him back into a wall. ]
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Shalem grabs hold of Leona's hips and opens his mouth slightly, flicking his tongue out against the man to ask for entrance.]
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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. ]
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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.]
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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... ]
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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.
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[ all he's doing is feeling shalem up above the waist. below the belt would definitely being pushing it right away. ]
'sides. It's fun touchin', don't ya agree.
[ fingers trace over firm muscle, trailing downward. ]
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[Shalem raises one hand to pat one of Leona's.]
Tell me what you're thinking then. What are your... impressions? [And then he leans in closer, until their noses are almost touching again.] Do you like it?
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[ 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.
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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.]
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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. ]
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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.]
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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. ]
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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.]
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Then... I hope you can help me out with somethin'. Can't say it's too dangerous.
[ working his way lower... and lower. ]
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[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.]
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[ 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. ]
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