[ 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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[ 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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