[ baein only hesitates for a moment, more out of the knowledge that it might not feel pleasant. but when lennon asks again, looking at him like that, the vampire closes the distance without thinking, pressing his lips against lennon's.
it's soft, chaste as a start, and he leans into lennon's hand, feeling the faint pressure against his throat in an almost grounding way. ]
[it might be...a little startling, the way daeshim's invoice cuts into the moment. he tries not to be too invasive though, waiting patiently beside the bed with the cup in his hand, sweet steam still rising from the surface.
he's smiling, glancing at each of them with more than a little mischief before finally trying to crawl onto the bed with them again.]
[ Lennon's heart races when their lips press together and it's different than the other stolen kiss and all... it's Baein choosing to kiss him and not rejecting him and Lennon makes a quiet noise against the other's mouth. His fingers curl a little tighter in his hair, thumb brushing over his throat once more.
He'd already been a little worked up by the feeding and he has to remind himself or try to that he shouldn't just push Baein onto his back or one of them into the other's lap...
And before he lost his tenuous grip on not following his instincts he hears Daeshim's voice.
There's a quiet noise from Lennon but he pulls back slowly and he does taste the blood still but he doesn't mind it at all. He glances at Daeshim a little sheepishly and he does feel lightheaded and the usual fatigue from being fed from but it's not as bad or maybe the adrenaline from the kiss has canceled it out. ]
Thank you, Dae...
[ He holds out his hand for his hot chocolate and his tail might be flicking back and forth a bit too happily but he's ignoring it thank you very much. ]
[ baein can't help the quiet noise that slips out when lennon's fingers curl in his hair, and he tilts his head a little without thinking to chase the feeling, shudders with the knowledge that he likes it, likes the tug and the way lennon's fingers ghost over his skin.
it's a little different, gentle but still feels more than he thought he would. the heat of the blood he just drank spreads through his limbs, and baein shifts a little closer, almost considering if lennon would let him sit in his lap—
the scent of chocolate and forest invades his senses before daeshim even speaks up, and then lennon breaks the spell by pulling away as the fae's voice reaches them, and baein blinks slowly at the human, the bright red of his eyes slowly fading into a darker shade. he feels a little dazed from drinking until it settles in his body, and the prince turns to watch lennon accept the chocolate from the fae, his own hands slowly sliding away from where he held lennon and back into his lap. ]
[is he going to just...crawl himself right between them? of course he is, with exactly half of his body across each of their laps. dae folds his arms, resting his chin on top of them, little deer tail twitching.]
Mm. You're poking me.
[daeshim giggles, slithering immediately away and moving to hug lennon from behind then. he peeks around him, one mischievous eye fixed on bae.]
Do you want me to show you how he likes to be touched?
[ Lennon has to bite back a noise when Daeshim moves over his lap and he quickly takes a drink of his hot chocolate and trying to act like absolutely nothing just happened and he's not horny.
But then Daeshim completely blows his cover figuratively and literally. He starts to think of an excuse when he's first accused of poking Daeshim but the fae had already moved and pressed behind him. It left him feeling more exposed, the shorts he wears to bed not hiding anything and now Daeshim's pulling attention toward it.
Lennon manages to set the hot chocolate down safely, swallowing heavily and he can't bring himself to look at Baein, because he's sure this... isn't something Baein would like. He still remembers what he'd done to him before and then he remembered apologizing about it and... he hadn't gotten the feeling that it was something...
His mind is reeling and the fear of rejection is right in the forefront again when it'd been soothed by the kisses they'd shared. He shakes his head and while he still doesn't look up he says: ]
I don't think... Baein wants me like that... [ It's to Daeshim. ] Baein...don't worry about it, okay?
[ But he really...wants Baein to want to be shown...to want to touch him. ]
[ baein isn't sure what he means at first, still feeling dazed, but the fae moves around so much until he finally retreats to sit behind lennon again and it kind of makes baein's chest seize a little with the loss of touch because... because he's on one side, and both of them are on the other and— and his spiraling thoughts are interrupted when he realizes what's going on. the vampire's eyes widen as he can't help but look down before hastily meeting lennon's eyes again, then daeshim, and then back to lennon. this was because of him. like the other time. and again baein has a hard time believing it but evidence is right there, and baein's cheeks flush. ]
I—
[ he doesn't manage to get words out before lennon jumps the gun and speaks for him, and for a moment, baein can just feel his entire body sag with resignation before he remembers why he's there. they still... want him there, right? ]
T-that's not true—! [ baein looks down and curls his hands into the fabric of his pants. he's still jumbled, feeling a little high on the blood he just drank, slow when his thoughts won't quite form quickly enough. ] Please... stop deciding for me.
[ it's more of a croak. he's not going to somehow mess this up again, but he still feel removed in a way, too far away even if he's sitting almost right in front of them. he hates feeling as if he's an afterthought, which is something brought on by his own mind entirely because no one has ever told him this. but... but he wants too, he's just not sure how to ask for it without feeling guilty. ]
[he watched. daeshim blinks at lennon's words, tilting his head to look up at him. maybe it makes more sense to him, because he senses that bae is more like him - kissing is intimacy, and intimacy isn't shared with someone just because you find them attractive or because they're there. it means something.
he's pleased when bae starts to speak. it doesn't even matter what he says, as long as he's speaking up for himself. but the words do make him happier. more than that, they make him happier. dae only wishes they both loved themselves as much as he loves them both.
they'll get there.]
We can take it slow!
[the fae nods at baein, reaching around lennon's body to uncurl his fingers from his clothing and squeeze his hand. and then he starts guiding it towards the human's midsection.]
[ Lennon isn't sure what to say at first as the two of them respond and he's... shocked a little by Baein's statement but it gives him a moment of clarity of what he's been doing. He has his reasons but... Baein has a point...and Baein wants him? Like this? He wants to apologize...but... it doesn't seem like the right moment -- so he will later.
He's not really shy about sex. Sex is where he's comfortable but there's something about this with Daeshim and Baein, with Daeshim behind him and Baein in front, being invited onto his lap by Daeshim. He looks up at Baein as the other is encouraged to come closer by Daeshim.
The other had said he wants to... but a part of him is still holding his breath. There's something very intimate about this, beyond sexually, the way Daeshim is guiding Baein to touch him. And he wants Baein to touch him. He leans heavily on Daeshim both because he is a bit weak after the feeding and not finishing the chocolate milk but Daeshim makes him feel more secure. ]
[ kissing is intimate, and baein's kissed lennon a few times now, and baein is about to speak again but then daeshim beats him to it and... and baein nods along with it. why would baein not want it if they had kissed already...?
daeshim's hand is somehow still warmer than anything, warm enough to rival the warmth baein gained from feeding, and he almost clings to the fae, that connection feeling more like an anchor than anything. slow. slow is good. baein's breath hitches and he nods again, swallowing before he looks to lennon again as he lets himself be guided.
it's not the first time he's touched someone, or felt the jitters of nerves. but last time he was under the influence of something he couldn't control. now... now it's all him and the daze of feeling sated on blood and the wamrth of daeshim's hand and the warmth of lennon's skin through his shirt as baein's hand flattens against his torso. it's charged and different and baein's eyes drops to his hand, curling his fingers slightly against the fabric. ]
Slide into— how...?
[ he looks between them, cheeks burning, unsure how would be comfortable for everyone. ]
[daeshim's free hand pats one of lennon's legs. it gets him halfway onto his lap, anyway. closer while still giving them both some room. when he slides back behind lennon's back...well, he's too tall. (or daeshim's too short.) the fae shifts to sit up on his knees and rests his chin on the other's shoulder.
he watches as bae explores lennon through the fabric of his shirt, and then sneakily pulls at the hem so that the fabric slides under the vampire's fingers and then he's touching skin instead.]
Bae, would you like to see his piercings? Jasper did them.
[ Lennon shakes off some of the shock and nervousness that he feels for whatever damn reason. He bites his lip as he watches Baein intently, his touch through his shirt has his skin heating, wanting to feel skin on skin and his fingers itch to touch Baein but he's not.. sure if he should. He can remember how his neck, his throat, his face felt but he holds back. He doesn't want to ruin this by wanting too much, by being too much...
It's a shift for Daeshim to be leading something like this, something physical, sexual in nature but Lennon is grateful for it because he's not sure he could have managed to not mess it up with Baein otherwise. And his closeness keeps him calm and grounded and focused on control. ]
Dae... [ He starts before he realizes the other means his nipple piercings not the other ones. Lennon exhales and a smile tugs at his lips and there's a catch in his breath when Baein's fingers do touch his bare skin and his stomach tightens for a moment and he's finally unfrozen.
His hands go to Baein's sides, gently pulling him just a little closer still. It's not too close and his hold on his sides is loose easy enough to pull away from. ]
He did a really good job.
[ His eyes stay trained on Baein but he does tilt his head a little to nuzzle against Daeshim's. ]
[ oh... baein shuffles forward (he's definitely not sliding, his vampire grace seems to have left him in this moment), until he's carefully placed himself sort of straddling lennon's lap, trying not to feel like he's encroaching on somewhere he shouldn't be. lennon wants him there... right? he's not protesting leastwise.
suddenly there's warm skin beneath his palm, and baein inhales just as lennon's breath catches, as he can feel the way lennon's body tenses up and baein is almost ready to pull back, but he manages to keep his hand in place, albeit gentle. he turns wide eyes at daeshim at the question, nods before he glances at lennon and then down as he slides his hand up a little, tentatively, as the fae pulls lennon's shirt up more. ]
Jasper... did?
[ is the prince jealous...? perhaps a little. he's not sure of what, though, and he very quickly squashes that thought and discards it. lennon's hands help, and baein can't stop the shiver at the way he's tugged forward, at the way there's touch against his body too. ]
Can I see...? [ he directs this to lennon, looks up to him again. ]
[he's done this before, or something like it. it was a game played in the ruinwood, though daeshim ignores any memories that try to come to the surface. this bae is not that bae. he loves them both and he loves them differently. and lennon may look similar to his jasper, but he is not jasper. that was a short-lived confusion.]
He pierced my ear too!
[daeshim points to the little star in his earlobe. it was very dramatic at the time, but he's been pleased ever since. and he pushes that need for attention away.]
Mm! You can touch them too! It won't hurt him!
[the fae starts pulling lennon's shirt higher, aiming to take it off of him completely. sure, the question wasn't asked of him. but he knows a thing or two about their insecurities, the both of them. and he's very good at reading lennon's body language especially. if there's even a sign of reluctance, he'll stop.]
[ Lennon is pretty sure Daeshim is going to kill him by overloading his brain at this point. He bites his lips as he watches Baein, staying leaned into Daeshim as he reveals more of his body, as he basically invites Baein to it and he definitely doesn't have any complaints about it. He turns his head into Daeshim a little to give him a little nuzzle but his eyes are on Baein. ]
You can look and you can touch.
[ It kind of has the tone of please touch me even if he's trying not to be that desperate.
He shifts with Daeshim, getting the idea the other wants to take his shirt off and the other does know him well. He's happy to take his shirt off, even if his mind is still reeling that Baein wants to see him, might want to touch... He's starting to wonder if the dizziness is from the feeding or from how much he wants. ]
[ baein breathes out on nothing, wets his lips and swallows slowly, still feeling a faint taste of lennon's blood at the back of his throat. they're both so beautiful like that, daeshim and lennon. the fae is not the daeshim he knows, and lennon is not jasper and has never been even close to it, like baein and hunter isn't the same person at all. and it's so easy to see, how they're so different and amazing still and baein feels like his ribs is tightening around his chest cavity a little.
because he loves them too. it's a little complicated but it's still there, and now...
he has to pull his hand away for a moment as they get lennon's shirt off, but he brings it back to lennon's skin, feeling the heat spread along his slightly chillier palm. baein isn't used to thinking this is a thing he can do, or thinking it's appropriate, but he definitely cannot tell himself he hasn't wanted to. the prince's eyes flicker up to lennon's as he brushes the pads of his fingertips over one of the piercings. ]
They're beautiful. Did it hurt?
[ it's with a pang the vampire realizes he probably can't get this kind of thing for himself, because his body would probably heal over and reject it. or, if silver or iron or any metal that is dangerous to him, they'd open wounds and scar him. ]
[ Lennon swallows as the other's fingertips brush over one of his piercings and he bites back a noise that bubbles up in response. He shakes his head at the question. ]
Not really, I liked it.
[ Lennon says softly and then he turns to press a soft kiss to Daeshim's lips in an attempt to soothe him a bit. ]
[ baein has had a similar aversion for blood but for vastly different reasons, but seeing daeshim wilt like that, avert his eyes, has the vampire swallow thickly. because for all intents and purposes, he now "lives" to spill blood to survive.
it takes him a moment to register what lennon says, realize the sound he made, and baein breathes out, swallowing again but this time it's out of a strange nervosity. ]
[ Lennon nearly protests when Daeshim mentions the other piercings. His ears actually turn pink and he squirms as he looks at Baein, biting his lip after pulling away from kissing Daeshim. ]
I'll show you if you want.
[ Considering how little clothing Lennon has left on (just those short shorts), it shouldn't be too hard to imagine where they are. ]
[ baein hears what the fae says, but he also waits for lennon's reply each time, especially when he squirms with the admission, and baein's own cheeks go a little red at the implications.
the fae is mischevious, that much is for sure. baein looks up at lennon again, after his eyes have strayed down the both of them. ]
Are you sure...?
[ he can definitely tell where they'd be at this point, yes. ]
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it's soft, chaste as a start, and he leans into lennon's hand, feeling the faint pressure against his throat in an almost grounding way. ]
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[it might be...a little startling, the way daeshim's invoice cuts into the moment. he tries not to be too invasive though, waiting patiently beside the bed with the cup in his hand, sweet steam still rising from the surface.
he's smiling, glancing at each of them with more than a little mischief before finally trying to crawl onto the bed with them again.]
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He'd already been a little worked up by the feeding and he has to remind himself or try to that he shouldn't just push Baein onto his back or one of them into the other's lap...
And before he lost his tenuous grip on not following his instincts he hears Daeshim's voice.
There's a quiet noise from Lennon but he pulls back slowly and he does taste the blood still but he doesn't mind it at all. He glances at Daeshim a little sheepishly and he does feel lightheaded and the usual fatigue from being fed from but it's not as bad or maybe the adrenaline from the kiss has canceled it out. ]
Thank you, Dae...
[ He holds out his hand for his hot chocolate and his tail might be flicking back and forth a bit too happily but he's ignoring it thank you very much. ]
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it's a little different, gentle but still feels more than he thought he would. the heat of the blood he just drank spreads through his limbs, and baein shifts a little closer, almost considering if lennon would let him sit in his lap—
the scent of chocolate and forest invades his senses before daeshim even speaks up, and then lennon breaks the spell by pulling away as the fae's voice reaches them, and baein blinks slowly at the human, the bright red of his eyes slowly fading into a darker shade. he feels a little dazed from drinking until it settles in his body, and the prince turns to watch lennon accept the chocolate from the fae, his own hands slowly sliding away from where he held lennon and back into his lap. ]
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Mm. You're poking me.
[daeshim giggles, slithering immediately away and moving to hug lennon from behind then. he peeks around him, one mischievous eye fixed on bae.]
Do you want me to show you how he likes to be touched?
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But then Daeshim completely blows his cover figuratively and literally. He starts to think of an excuse when he's first accused of poking Daeshim but the fae had already moved and pressed behind him. It left him feeling more exposed, the shorts he wears to bed not hiding anything and now Daeshim's pulling attention toward it.
Lennon manages to set the hot chocolate down safely, swallowing heavily and he can't bring himself to look at Baein, because he's sure this... isn't something Baein would like. He still remembers what he'd done to him before and then he remembered apologizing about it and... he hadn't gotten the feeling that it was something...
His mind is reeling and the fear of rejection is right in the forefront again when it'd been soothed by the kisses they'd shared. He shakes his head and while he still doesn't look up he says: ]
I don't think... Baein wants me like that... [ It's to Daeshim. ] Baein...don't worry about it, okay?
[ But he really...wants Baein to want to be shown...to want to touch him. ]
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[ baein isn't sure what he means at first, still feeling dazed, but the fae moves around so much until he finally retreats to sit behind lennon again and it kind of makes baein's chest seize a little with the loss of touch because... because he's on one side, and both of them are on the other and— and his spiraling thoughts are interrupted when he realizes what's going on. the vampire's eyes widen as he can't help but look down before hastily meeting lennon's eyes again, then daeshim, and then back to lennon. this was because of him. like the other time. and again baein has a hard time believing it but evidence is right there, and baein's cheeks flush. ]
I—
[ he doesn't manage to get words out before lennon jumps the gun and speaks for him, and for a moment, baein can just feel his entire body sag with resignation before he remembers why he's there. they still... want him there, right? ]
T-that's not true—! [ baein looks down and curls his hands into the fabric of his pants. he's still jumbled, feeling a little high on the blood he just drank, slow when his thoughts won't quite form quickly enough. ] Please... stop deciding for me.
[ it's more of a croak. he's not going to somehow mess this up again, but he still feel removed in a way, too far away even if he's sitting almost right in front of them. he hates feeling as if he's an afterthought, which is something brought on by his own mind entirely because no one has ever told him this. but... but he wants too, he's just not sure how to ask for it without feeling guilty. ]
I want to...
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[he watched. daeshim blinks at lennon's words, tilting his head to look up at him. maybe it makes more sense to him, because he senses that bae is more like him - kissing is intimacy, and intimacy isn't shared with someone just because you find them attractive or because they're there. it means something.
he's pleased when bae starts to speak. it doesn't even matter what he says, as long as he's speaking up for himself. but the words do make him happier. more than that, they make him happier. dae only wishes they both loved themselves as much as he loves them both.
they'll get there.]
We can take it slow!
[the fae nods at baein, reaching around lennon's body to uncurl his fingers from his clothing and squeeze his hand. and then he starts guiding it towards the human's midsection.]
Come closer. You can slide onto his lap.
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He's not really shy about sex. Sex is where he's comfortable but there's something about this with Daeshim and Baein, with Daeshim behind him and Baein in front, being invited onto his lap by Daeshim. He looks up at Baein as the other is encouraged to come closer by Daeshim.
The other had said he wants to... but a part of him is still holding his breath. There's something very intimate about this, beyond sexually, the way Daeshim is guiding Baein to touch him. And he wants Baein to touch him. He leans heavily on Daeshim both because he is a bit weak after the feeding and not finishing the chocolate milk but Daeshim makes him feel more secure. ]
Bean...
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daeshim's hand is somehow still warmer than anything, warm enough to rival the warmth baein gained from feeding, and he almost clings to the fae, that connection feeling more like an anchor than anything. slow. slow is good. baein's breath hitches and he nods again, swallowing before he looks to lennon again as he lets himself be guided.
it's not the first time he's touched someone, or felt the jitters of nerves. but last time he was under the influence of something he couldn't control. now... now it's all him and the daze of feeling sated on blood and the wamrth of daeshim's hand and the warmth of lennon's skin through his shirt as baein's hand flattens against his torso. it's charged and different and baein's eyes drops to his hand, curling his fingers slightly against the fabric. ]
Slide into— how...?
[ he looks between them, cheeks burning, unsure how would be comfortable for everyone. ]
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[daeshim's free hand pats one of lennon's legs. it gets him halfway onto his lap, anyway. closer while still giving them both some room. when he slides back behind lennon's back...well, he's too tall. (or daeshim's too short.) the fae shifts to sit up on his knees and rests his chin on the other's shoulder.
he watches as bae explores lennon through the fabric of his shirt, and then sneakily pulls at the hem so that the fabric slides under the vampire's fingers and then he's touching skin instead.]
Bae, would you like to see his piercings? Jasper did them.
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It's a shift for Daeshim to be leading something like this, something physical, sexual in nature but Lennon is grateful for it because he's not sure he could have managed to not mess it up with Baein otherwise. And his closeness keeps him calm and grounded and focused on control. ]
Dae... [ He starts before he realizes the other means his nipple piercings not the other ones. Lennon exhales and a smile tugs at his lips and there's a catch in his breath when Baein's fingers do touch his bare skin and his stomach tightens for a moment and he's finally unfrozen.
His hands go to Baein's sides, gently pulling him just a little closer still. It's not too close and his hold on his sides is loose easy enough to pull away from. ]
He did a really good job.
[ His eyes stay trained on Baein but he does tilt his head a little to nuzzle against Daeshim's. ]
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suddenly there's warm skin beneath his palm, and baein inhales just as lennon's breath catches, as he can feel the way lennon's body tenses up and baein is almost ready to pull back, but he manages to keep his hand in place, albeit gentle. he turns wide eyes at daeshim at the question, nods before he glances at lennon and then down as he slides his hand up a little, tentatively, as the fae pulls lennon's shirt up more. ]
Jasper... did?
[ is the prince jealous...? perhaps a little. he's not sure of what, though, and he very quickly squashes that thought and discards it. lennon's hands help, and baein can't stop the shiver at the way he's tugged forward, at the way there's touch against his body too. ]
Can I see...? [ he directs this to lennon, looks up to him again. ]
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He pierced my ear too!
[daeshim points to the little star in his earlobe. it was very dramatic at the time, but he's been pleased ever since. and he pushes that need for attention away.]
Mm! You can touch them too! It won't hurt him!
[the fae starts pulling lennon's shirt higher, aiming to take it off of him completely. sure, the question wasn't asked of him. but he knows a thing or two about their insecurities, the both of them. and he's very good at reading lennon's body language especially. if there's even a sign of reluctance, he'll stop.]
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You can look and you can touch.
[ It kind of has the tone of please touch me even if he's trying not to be that desperate.
He shifts with Daeshim, getting the idea the other wants to take his shirt off and the other does know him well. He's happy to take his shirt off, even if his mind is still reeling that Baein wants to see him, might want to touch... He's starting to wonder if the dizziness is from the feeding or from how much he wants. ]
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[ baein breathes out on nothing, wets his lips and swallows slowly, still feeling a faint taste of lennon's blood at the back of his throat. they're both so beautiful like that, daeshim and lennon. the fae is not the daeshim he knows, and lennon is not jasper and has never been even close to it, like baein and hunter isn't the same person at all. and it's so easy to see, how they're so different and amazing still and baein feels like his ribs is tightening around his chest cavity a little.
because he loves them too. it's a little complicated but it's still there, and now...
he has to pull his hand away for a moment as they get lennon's shirt off, but he brings it back to lennon's skin, feeling the heat spread along his slightly chillier palm. baein isn't used to thinking this is a thing he can do, or thinking it's appropriate, but he definitely cannot tell himself he hasn't wanted to. the prince's eyes flicker up to lennon's as he brushes the pads of his fingertips over one of the piercings. ]
They're beautiful. Did it hurt?
[ it's with a pang the vampire realizes he probably can't get this kind of thing for himself, because his body would probably heal over and reject it. or, if silver or iron or any metal that is dangerous to him, they'd open wounds and scar him. ]
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There was a little blood.
[the words are whisper quiet. he didn't even mean to say them aloud really.]
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Not really, I liked it.
[ Lennon says softly and then he turns to press a soft kiss to Daeshim's lips in an attempt to soothe him a bit. ]
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it takes him a moment to register what lennon says, realize the sound he made, and baein breathes out, swallowing again but this time it's out of a strange nervosity. ]
That's... that's good. That it didn't hurt.
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[his lips move against lennon's to form the words, eyes returning to bae's as they finish the kiss.]
Jasper didn't do them, but he probably would've liked to. Do you wanna see them too?
[if he finishes the question with a soft heh heh, he has his reasons.]
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I'll show you if you want.
[ Considering how little clothing Lennon has left on (just those short shorts), it shouldn't be too hard to imagine where they are. ]
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the fae is mischevious, that much is for sure. baein looks up at lennon again, after his eyes have strayed down the both of them. ]
Are you sure...?
[ he can definitely tell where they'd be at this point, yes. ]
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