[ the bite has a shiver go down baein's spine and he sniffles on a sob, trying to stop the tears from flowing at the same time as he's trying to deal with the idea of someone else biting him and how he kind of. uh. likes it. ]
Thank you.
[ it's gravely and warbled, and baein feels like a melted mess right now. ]
[ baein kisses back, but he mostly looks confused. he's not aware his eyes do anything special. he flushes at the question though, eyes darkening a little again. ]
Yeah…the way they get darker when you’re interested…
[ he looks over the others face, his own gaze finding Baeins every few seconds before it just lingers there. Locked.
He smirks. ]
Like that.
[ he breathes and considers all of the options. Fingers walk along his thighs while he thinks but sooner rather than later he reaches for Baeins shirt to remove it…]
[ oh. with the realization, it's as if baein can feel his pupils dilate, his eyes darken at the mere idea that it's visible to hunter too. it doesn't help that the other smirks, and baein's eyes go half lidded. it's so odd to be affected by someone who's wearing the same face, but he's never really seen himself make these faces before, and he can't really see his own reflection anymore, so it's...
different. special.
really really, uh. hot.
so when hunter tugs at his shirt, baein doesn't hesitate as he sits back to help pull his shirt over his head, hair ruffling. swallowing, the prince reaches down to gently tug at hunter's shirt in turn, eyes flicking up to meet his in quiet question. ]
[ Hunter smiles and pulls his bottom lip between his teeth for a moment.
the whole same-face thing was something he had already started to get over - Baein was beautiful in his own right. Different. Softer somehow. And Hunter liked that. He liked watching his eyes shift color or him taking a breath when he didn’t need to. He likes the little moments that most people would find mundane or unimportant.
The others thoughts brush over his mind in the strangest way and his own eyes lid a little because it FEELS intimate.
His hands brush along the others sides, savoring the feel of his cooler skin against his fingertips before he nods and raises his arms over his head. ]
[ baein flushes as he proceeds to tug hunter's shirt up over his head. they feel more connected than he's felt with anyone, and being able to speak like this is a huge reason why.
aside from being carbon copies of each other. baein would have expected it to feel like taboo or something like that, but hunter is sufficiently different from him that it doesn't. it just feels like... safety. ]
[ they’re definitely not the same. Connected. but not the same. And that makes this not feel awkward. It’s probably how Lennon and Jasper feel.
Once his shirt is gone he reaches for Baes face and pulls him into another kiss. It still holds a certain level of affectionate warmth but it’s also hungrier. Like he’s been missing something and finally found it. ]
baein allows himself to be tugged into the kiss, enjoys it when hunter just decides to without asking, because he doesn't have to. because baein wants to kiss him. a quiet noise slips out into hunter's mouth though as baein can almost smell the slight change in way hunter kisses him, holds him there.
and baein feels like he's home in a strange way. like whatever he was missing, he found as well. ]
I want it to be.
[ baein's hands roam down hunter's arms, to his sides as baein shifts a little closer. ]
Then you have permission to stay in my head. All the time. You can know anything you want…talk to me whenever you want…no secrets.
[ Bae was different than the others; not better but different. Comfortable. Hunter didn’t have the same insecurities when it came to Bae as the others… ]
[ hitching his breath, it feels like a second takes five before baein wets his lips and then nods slowly. "less lonely". baein would want to take away hunter's loneliness at any time. and... he would feel less lonely himself too. ]
Okay.
[ the kiss swallows part of the vampire's only slightly startled noise as hunter topples him over, but baein goes easily, his own hands suddenly feeling empty as hunter retreats to— oh. ]
[ baein swallows a little, doesn't want to do something that's wrong. he might have done a few things but nothing.... really explicit. he's still very much better at fumbling than he is being sure about what to do.
the kiss melts some of his insecurity though, and the vampire lets another soft noise slip out, fingers reaching up to slip into hunter's hair, gently brushing through it. ]
[ again, he blinks, but surprisingly, the vampire nods. he does wear silk scarfs along with his regular shirts. they're just an accessory, and don't always stand out as separate from his shirt, but... well. perhaps not just an accessory. mostly he wears them to hide the bitemarks from when he turned. he never liked them, and they never healed, clearly there as a marker for the fact that someone claimed him as a vampire. ]
Around my neck? It's...
[ it's fine. baein doesn't care if it's any of his closest ones seeing it. ]
You can use that.
[ for what, baein isn't sure yet, note entirely following along with hunter's train of thought just yet. ]
[ once he had figured out the whole vampire thing, the scarves made more sense somehow. He figured it was less about fashion and more of…a sort of bandage.
He licks his bottom lip and smoothes his free hand up along the others skin until he finds the little knot where the scarf is tied. ]
[ the trust in his minds voice is total, and despite not quite knowing what hunter is planning the prince is relaxed as the other goes to unravel the fabric around his throat.
the bitemark isn't exactly large, but it's very visible, the pinpricks of red standing out against his skin even if he's recently been drinking. (baein always looks more healthy after he's fed, with the usual pallor gone from his complexion). ]
[ the trust makes him feel warm inside; a sensation that naturally washes back over the vampires mind.
Like with Dae, it’s a bit exciting to be able to do this…to share…to receive. But it’s also a little different lol it’s Bae…smoother. It doesn’t take as much focus to do it.
He gently pulls the scarf free and tips his head a little to look over the bite. He brushes his fingers over them… ]
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He doesn’t tell him not to cry or ask him why he is…
Instead, he noses along his shoulder and gently bites him through his shirt. ]
I’ve got you.
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Thank you.
[ it's gravely and warbled, and baein feels like a melted mess right now. ]
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[ he blinks, running his hands up and down the others back; lightly scratching with each pass. ]
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Both...?
[ turning his head, baein peers up at hunter. his eyes are a little glassy and red rimmed, but he's giving him a lopsided smile. ]
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You’re welcome. I can bite you again if you want.
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Yeah? ...you can.
[ he doesn't know why the idea affects him so much, but he wants it. ]
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[ smiling a little more he leans in closer and steals a kiss. ]
I like it when your eyes do that…
[ he licks his bottom lip and hums. ]
Where?
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[ baein kisses back, but he mostly looks confused. he's not aware his eyes do anything special. he flushes at the question though, eyes darkening a little again. ]
Um... anywhere you like.
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[ he looks over the others face, his own gaze finding Baeins every few seconds before it just lingers there. Locked.
He smirks. ]
Like that.
[ he breathes and considers all of the options. Fingers walk along his thighs while he thinks but sooner rather than later he reaches for Baeins shirt to remove it…]
Take this off.
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[ oh. with the realization, it's as if baein can feel his pupils dilate, his eyes darken at the mere idea that it's visible to hunter too. it doesn't help that the other smirks, and baein's eyes go half lidded. it's so odd to be affected by someone who's wearing the same face, but he's never really seen himself make these faces before, and he can't really see his own reflection anymore, so it's...
different. special.
really really, uh. hot.
so when hunter tugs at his shirt, baein doesn't hesitate as he sits back to help pull his shirt over his head, hair ruffling. swallowing, the prince reaches down to gently tug at hunter's shirt in turn, eyes flicking up to meet his in quiet question. ]
Can I?
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the whole same-face thing was something he had already started to get over - Baein was beautiful in his own right. Different. Softer somehow. And Hunter liked that. He liked watching his eyes shift color or him taking a breath when he didn’t need to. He likes the little moments that most people would find mundane or unimportant.
The others thoughts brush over his mind in the strangest way and his own eyes lid a little because it FEELS intimate.
His hands brush along the others sides, savoring the feel of his cooler skin against his fingertips before he nods and raises his arms over his head. ]
I like…feeling you in my head like this…
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[ baein flushes as he proceeds to tug hunter's shirt up over his head. they feel more connected than he's felt with anyone, and being able to speak like this is a huge reason why.
aside from being carbon copies of each other. baein would have expected it to feel like taboo or something like that, but hunter is sufficiently different from him that it doesn't. it just feels like... safety. ]
It feels like it's just our thing.
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Once his shirt is gone he reaches for Baes face and pulls him into another kiss. It still holds a certain level of affectionate warmth but it’s also hungrier. Like he’s been missing something and finally found it. ]
It can be if you want it to be. Just ours.
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baein allows himself to be tugged into the kiss, enjoys it when hunter just decides to without asking, because he doesn't have to. because baein wants to kiss him. a quiet noise slips out into hunter's mouth though as baein can almost smell the slight change in way hunter kisses him, holds him there.
and baein feels like he's home in a strange way. like whatever he was missing, he found as well. ]
I want it to be.
[ baein's hands roam down hunter's arms, to his sides as baein shifts a little closer. ]
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[ Bae was different than the others; not better but different. Comfortable. Hunter didn’t have the same insecurities when it came to Bae as the others… ]
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That's... that... I don't want to take your privacy away.
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[ as usual he ends up smiling with Bae more often than not.
Another quick kiss and he pushes him back down against the pillows so he can run his hands along his sides and find the fastenings of his pants. ]
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Okay.
[ the kiss swallows part of the vampire's only slightly startled noise as hunter topples him over, but baein goes easily, his own hands suddenly feeling empty as hunter retreats to— oh. ]
What can I do for you?
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He makes a thoughtful sound of his own and leans over the vampire to kiss him softly and to watch his expression… ]
Anything you want. I’d let you do anything as long as it’s what you want.
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[ baein swallows a little, doesn't want to do something that's wrong. he might have done a few things but nothing.... really explicit. he's still very much better at fumbling than he is being sure about what to do.
the kiss melts some of his insecurity though, and the vampire lets another soft noise slip out, fingers reaching up to slip into hunter's hair, gently brushing through it. ]
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Hunter takes a breath and his lashes flutter a little at the feel of the others fingers in his hair.
This is new ground for him. Something about Bae makes him feel less rushed, less urgent…like he wants to savor all of this. Take his time. Surprise…
… ]
…do you have a scarf or something?
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Around my neck? It's...
[ it's fine. baein doesn't care if it's any of his closest ones seeing it. ]
You can use that.
[ for what, baein isn't sure yet, note entirely following along with hunter's train of thought just yet. ]
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[ once he had figured out the whole vampire thing, the scarves made more sense somehow. He figured it was less about fashion and more of…a sort of bandage.
He licks his bottom lip and smoothes his free hand up along the others skin until he finds the little knot where the scarf is tied. ]
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[ the trust in his minds voice is total, and despite not quite knowing what hunter is planning the prince is relaxed as the other goes to unravel the fabric around his throat.
the bitemark isn't exactly large, but it's very visible, the pinpricks of red standing out against his skin even if he's recently been drinking. (baein always looks more healthy after he's fed, with the usual pallor gone from his complexion). ]
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Like with Dae, it’s a bit exciting to be able to do this…to share…to receive. But it’s also a little different lol it’s Bae…smoother. It doesn’t take as much focus to do it.
He gently pulls the scarf free and tips his head a little to look over the bite. He brushes his fingers over them… ]
I could fix these if you want…
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