[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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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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