burybody

@aIIuring,         “   keigen. it’s keigen.   “       the student stares flatly, appearing annoyed but he seemed to also be humouring this.. rather excited woman.         “   not sure where you got the idea that i’m a /sweetheart/, but sure. whatever makes you happy.   “

〝  hm?  oh,  silly me,  i never mentioned my name!  it's calliope~  ＂ the gentle squishing somewhat stopped in favor of cupping the other's face〝  and can you blame me?  you seem like such a sweetheart~! ＂

@aIIuring,         “   .. uhhh. who are you. shtop suiqhsing my cheekhs.   “

@world618,            “   just.. a minor problem. be on your way, yeah? go on.   “

@studiousIy,           “   yup, yup! take all the time you need.   “

         ``      i have to rewrite the spell, hold on.   " 

@studiousIy,           “   .. right. forgot about that! >wO  you ready?   “

 私の最愛の人へ   ✧   @burybody,  let me think about it  . .no, [and eirik said it sweetly, head tilted as the tentacle hands the scissors to their own grasp. holding it away from keigen.] and it’s not that i hate you. you threatened me, how can that be my fault? certainly not mine. how could you say such a cruel thing? 

@inkology,            “   hey— !  give that back.   “           a pout, keigen makes a few exaggerated jumps. they’re completely ineffective (and maybe a little cute as well) due to the massive height difference between the two individuals but he does it anyway, and fixes eirik with a withering stare.           “   okay, so you just hate me. fine. i’m never helping you with anything ever again.   “

@burybody  you couldn’t reach even if you wanted to, [and lips turn up into smug smile, the large carnivore unable to fathom just how one could bear so much confidence? it’s almost ridiculous, and it causes shoulders to shake slightly with the laugh they try to contain behind a gloved hand. a lone tendril escapes to quickly snatch away the scissors,] be careful, you may hurt yourself if you aren’t careful. [leaning forward, as if the teasing wasn’t already enough. although foolish, humans are undeniably adorable, they thought.]

@world618,             “   you flesh eaters are so scaryyyy.   “           a pout, & keigen playfully pokes at soft flesh with one finger.           “   is this how you talk to everyone, or are you flirting?   “

@burybody  next time, [a hand rises, fingers brushing ovee the other’s wrist until he takes ahold of it harshly. pulling the other’s hand close, digits close to kisaragi’s lips,] i’ll eat this hand, okay? (✿◠‿◠) good, i’m glad you understand.

@world618,              “   boo, okay. okay! calm down. here, take it..   “

         he watches keigen, lidded eyes blink themselves open before shutting again. he lifts his chin, head tilting sideways to expose the fine skin of his neck.  the faint scars that litter from his neck down that frame beneath cloth tells a story he can't quite remember himself, but it lies unimportant for now.  all he's focused on in the lips that move against his neck in almost ritualistic worship.  he almost forgets to answer the question, too focused on the strain between his legs and the wetness dampening his flesh.    ``   yes,  "  he confirms it in a small whine,  as if bothered by the question he had almost left unanswered.  ``  i want to.. I really want to..so -  " he lets out a soft, pleasured hum, hips bucking against air.   ``  please.  " 

@studiousIy,              their mouths connected by the thinnest strand of spit, broken only when keigen swipes his tongue lightly across his upper lip. aside from his satisfied smile, he seemed otherwise unaffected.,, in contrast to the human on his lap. keigen notes the gentle flush and lidded eyes, the way he already seems to be slowly unraveling. really, it’s quite..            “   .. cute,   “            he ends up unconsciously voicing that thought.             “   you /do/ want this, right? yes or no. i want to hear it from you.   “             a final, gentle question, just to make sure. once naoyé replies, he’s immediately surging forward again—        lips pressing firmly to the other, while the hand on the human’s thigh squeezes the supple flesh. keigen wants to. of course he does, he hungers for it. but he’s willing to take things bit by bit, and so he settles for cheekily beginning to bite and lick a sensitive throat, allowing teeth to catch on skin agonisingly. teasingly.

⠀⠀⠀ it was right to assume how easily naoyé would listen.  he leans down without a word,  eyes shut before keigen had even met him halfway.  he parts his lips as though it were instinct to give in,   the hitch of his breath the only sound drawn out his throat until their lips met.   it curled a palpable excitement in him,  the move of their mouths, his tongue doing its best to mimic the hungered nature of every increment.   hands leave their rigid positions on shoulders and slide up under to the base of keigen's hair.   he curls his fingers in like second nature,  and when they finally part, a string of saliva thickly breaks to drip down his chin.    he barely opens his eyes,   chest heaving, and a fine tremble shakes his spine.   ``   good.   "   he speaks in a loaded breath,   the kiss a shared, small comfort against the whirling, unfamilar bed of emotions.    ``   do it again.  more.   " 

@burybody  (?) if you’d just admit that i was prettier, than we wouldn’t have this issue.

@world618,             “   oh, so you hate me. okay.   “

@burybody  i’m not sure, you look pretty mangled from whatever might have happened to you. oh, was that too much for me to say? 

@mossaics,            “   oh, shit—      ‘m sorry! here, you can have it back.   “

       ``    ...I don't trust the kitchen.    " 

@studiousIy,            “   i mean.. you could try to make it yourself?   “

       ``     it's very good. pasta and cheese, maybe some bits of bacon..   I miss it. I hate this menu.    " 

     /  I can't help myself what can I say

    / yeah? And i'm imprinting on him loca 

   /  im gonna rub my scent all over him