[ It's hard for Lennon to wrap his brain around this. Any of it really. He's quiet, rubbing his communicator anxiously and feeling unsettled and he's not sure why. ]
Dae...You already have me.
To me... sex is meaningless by itself. It just feels good.
And there's things I like that I know you wouldn't like... and...
It doesn't matter. if you tell me to only have sex with you, to only kiss you then I'll do it. I'm yours, Dae. You don't have to steal me, I gave myself to you.
Lennon rolls his eyes but he smiles and tucks the communicator away before
he finds the vine trail. It’s cute, and makes him feel warm and fuzzy as he
seeks out Daeshim — finding him at one of the tents that still left from
the party.
He picks up his pace to get there faster, very intent on finding his fae
and getting his hands and lips on him.
He likes to be outside sometimes. But he's not sure if Lennon does, and it's too far away from Jasper's kitchen (aka Lennon's kitchen). And Bae can't tolerate the sun.
So he comes alone. Maybe that's why he's naked, who knows.
Daeshim falls back with a soft 'oof', but his arms and his lips are ready to receive. A few vines curl around Lennon too, sprouting the same bright bloom that's on the Fae's neck. It makes the inside of the tent smell sweeter.
"Maybe this game isn't so bad." The one where they try to find each other.
Lennon smiles, nuzzling his nose against Daeshim’s cheek. He glances at the
vines with a raised brow and reaches to touch one of the blooms before
touching Daeshim’s neck softly. He drops his head, burying his face against
it for a moment, inhaling and then kissing the spot.
“When it’s like this it’s good,” he hums, nipping at a sensitive spot on
the others throat. Ever careful with his fangs, though.
Lennon licks and nibbles softly, knowing there will be a mark in his wake.
He keeps his head down as the other talks, kissing over his skin, feeling
his pile racing.
“You’re the only one,” Lennon says quietly. “That I love,” he struggles
with that word and it’s not even the phrase he knows he needs to say
eventually… but that Daeshim has understood him without him saying it means
more than words could ever say.
Another mark for him to admire and poke, because that's what he does. He hums at Lennon's words, his mouth curving into a small smile. Humans can lie, but he knows that this one isn't. Not about this.
"Then a bargain has been made." Daeshim voices the words quietly. "I promise the same."
“What about them?” Lennon says softly. He leans in and kisses him again
before he can answer. But it’s a fair trade he’s just insecure. And he’s
never been chosen by anyone not even his own family.
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Dae...You already have me.
To me... sex is meaningless by itself. It just feels good.
And there's things I like that I know you wouldn't like... and...
It doesn't matter. if you tell me to only have sex with you, to only kiss you then I'll do it. I'm yours, Dae. You don't have to steal me, I gave myself to you.
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i am still jealous of those people who can give you what i cannot, because i am greedy. but i would not trade with them. i have the real treasure.
i won't tell you this. but i know you would be true to your word if i did, and that...thank you.
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Sex with you is the only sex that means anything.
Create some boundaries for me, with me, if nothing else.
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especially when it actually sounds kind of fun to him.]
ok!
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so, what boundaries do you want~?
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on fridays you are mine alone. no one else can have you.
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I can do that. Anything else?
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not every morning but most mornings can you be beside me when I wake up?
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[even if there was someone else on his other side. he loves being a fae sandwich.]
just before dawn is the best for cuddling.
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Do you know what it means when I say you’re mine?
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when you say that i'm yours. when you say that i have your whole heart or that sex only means something with me.
i know when you look at me too. i know what it all means.
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thank you, dae.
I really want to be with you right now.
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[he'll leave a little vine trail for lennon to follow. a short chase, a short game to one of the birthday tents that he left up.]
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Lennon rolls his eyes but he smiles and tucks the communicator away before he finds the vine trail. It’s cute, and makes him feel warm and fuzzy as he seeks out Daeshim — finding him at one of the tents that still left from the party.
He picks up his pace to get there faster, very intent on finding his fae and getting his hands and lips on him.
i posted to the wrong response, whoops!
So he comes alone. Maybe that's why he's naked, who knows.
Re: i posted to the wrong response, whoops!
Lennon doesn’t mind being outside. Especially with Daeshim. It’s a nice day too and so it extra doesn’t bother him.
He finds the naked fae in the tent and all but pounces him, giving him a kiss in way of greeting.
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"Maybe this game isn't so bad." The one where they try to find each other.
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Lennon smiles, nuzzling his nose against Daeshim’s cheek. He glances at the vines with a raised brow and reaches to touch one of the blooms before touching Daeshim’s neck softly. He drops his head, burying his face against it for a moment, inhaling and then kissing the spot.
“When it’s like this it’s good,” he hums, nipping at a sensitive spot on the others throat. Ever careful with his fangs, though.
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"You are the first person who ever loved me first." Even if Lennon doesn't say the words, he knows. And it feels significant. "It's...meaningful."
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Lennon licks and nibbles softly, knowing there will be a mark in his wake. He keeps his head down as the other talks, kissing over his skin, feeling his pile racing.
“You’re the only one,” Lennon says quietly. “That I love,” he struggles with that word and it’s not even the phrase he knows he needs to say eventually… but that Daeshim has understood him without him saying it means more than words could ever say.
“And I’ll always choose you first.”
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"Then a bargain has been made." Daeshim voices the words quietly. "I promise the same."
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Lennon’s brow furrows and he pulls back to look at him.
“Are you sure you mean that?”
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Daeshim looks up at him unblinkingly, his voice firm and certain.
"It is a fair trade, isn't it?"
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“What about them?” Lennon says softly. He leans in and kisses him again before he can answer. But it’s a fair trade he’s just insecure. And he’s never been chosen by anyone not even his own family.
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