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[ elysium is so annoying
but okay. thorns will make elysium sit and then settles between his legs, settling as close against him as he can in this position. his hand, meanwhile, grasps onto both of their lengths... couple handjob (that is not what this is called). ]
You're really demanding.
but okay. thorns will make elysium sit and then settles between his legs, settling as close against him as he can in this position. his hand, meanwhile, grasps onto both of their lengths... couple handjob (that is not what this is called). ]
You're really demanding.
[ couple handjob…
all this means is that elyisum is free to leave his marks now and grope thorns wherever he pleases. okay. they are so hopeless. ]
It's one of the things you love about me, isn't it? I never leave you guessing about how much I want you.
[ SHAMELESS ]
all this means is that elyisum is free to leave his marks now and grope thorns wherever he pleases. okay. they are so hopeless. ]
It's one of the things you love about me, isn't it? I never leave you guessing about how much I want you.
[ SHAMELESS ]
[ it's mean to ask questions or to make requests when they're in the middle of something. truly, it would be so easy to get lost in the haze of his pleasure if his infatuation with thorns hadn't become a core part of his personality.
so, he sinks his fingers into thorns' thighs, grounding himself with a slow, controlled breath even as sparks run down his spine. ]
How do you want me to prove it? I've already given you all of me.
so, he sinks his fingers into thorns' thighs, grounding himself with a slow, controlled breath even as sparks run down his spine. ]
How do you want me to prove it? I've already given you all of me.
You can't think of how to give me more? I'm disappointed.
[ this is an absurd ask, as anything more brings them right back to unhealthy life choices.
he thinks, vaguely, that they need lube. they tried this without it once and elysium could not walk for so long. ]
Can you tell me when you feel close?
[ this is an absurd ask, as anything more brings them right back to unhealthy life choices.
he thinks, vaguely, that they need lube. they tried this without it once and elysium could not walk for so long. ]
Can you tell me when you feel close?
[ he can think of a way to give thorns more, though it would cross a boundary they could never walk back from, at least from this timeline. the thought flickers across his face, blanking his expression for the span of a heartbeat before the sensation of thorns' touch pulls him right back to reality. he blinks, breath catching, steadying himself by resting his forehead on thorns' shoulder. ]
I've only ever wanted to show you the good parts of me. The handsome, the cool, the reliable. [ his teeth begin to scrape along thorns' neck, gradually sinking deeper and deeper into his skin. ] But if you want to accept the bad and the ugly… well! Since all of me in my world's yours, isn't the only thing left bringing you into mine?
[ and so he bites for real, intent on leaving a mark that will bloom for days. ]
I've been close, love.
I've only ever wanted to show you the good parts of me. The handsome, the cool, the reliable. [ his teeth begin to scrape along thorns' neck, gradually sinking deeper and deeper into his skin. ] But if you want to accept the bad and the ugly… well! Since all of me in my world's yours, isn't the only thing left bringing you into mine?
[ and so he bites for real, intent on leaving a mark that will bloom for days. ]
I've been close, love.
Mm. [ ... ] You shouldn't worry too much about good or ugly. You're only ever beautiful to me.
[ he's already accepted the ugly parts of him, to the point where it has objectively done more harm than good for them as people. but once you start turning your a blind eye to things in order to keep your life as close to picturesque as possible, it's difficult to stop that course. especially when you don't have much inclination to.
but the confirmation is all he really needs to keep going, until he can feel himself hit the tipping point and spill over his own hand. he keeps going, trying to make sure elysium isn't too far behind him. ]
[ he's already accepted the ugly parts of him, to the point where it has objectively done more harm than good for them as people. but once you start turning your a blind eye to things in order to keep your life as close to picturesque as possible, it's difficult to stop that course. especially when you don't have much inclination to.
but the confirmation is all he really needs to keep going, until he can feel himself hit the tipping point and spill over his own hand. he keeps going, trying to make sure elysium isn't too far behind him. ]
Oh.
[ ... well, thorns did think elysium's chosen major was an odd choice for him, but they stopped talking for long enough that he assumed that he had some sort of epiphany during that time period and never asked. so it's a family reason... ]
Where are you? What city?
[ ... well, thorns did think elysium's chosen major was an odd choice for him, but they stopped talking for long enough that he assumed that he had some sort of epiphany during that time period and never asked. so it's a family reason... ]
Where are you? What city?
This is why you get taken advantage of so easily, mi luz. You really should be less weak to pretty faces. [ well. he already knows it's only one (1) pretty face that he's weak to specifically, but anything to cut the weight of what's just been said.
objectively, they're far worse versions of themselves. but one could make the argument—the justification—that it took becoming these versions of themselves to finally grasp their concepts of a happy ending rather than chasing vague, ambiguous ideals. so are they? really? for whom, and for what purpose did they need to forge their own iberia, when what truly mattered had been in front of them all along? ] Don't forget what you've said today.
I love you.
[ in a litany that never seems to end, those words keep spilling out as they're both brought closer and closer to the edge. he covers thorns' hands with his own to ensure they reach their crescendo together, and even long after the high subsides, he clings to thorns and doesn't let go. he can't, and he won't, even if it means dragging thorns down to greater and greater depths each and every time they find themselves wrapped around each other.
does thorns realise how much closer they're creeping to inevitable double suicide end. does he. ]
objectively, they're far worse versions of themselves. but one could make the argument—the justification—that it took becoming these versions of themselves to finally grasp their concepts of a happy ending rather than chasing vague, ambiguous ideals. so are they? really? for whom, and for what purpose did they need to forge their own iberia, when what truly mattered had been in front of them all along? ] Don't forget what you've said today.
I love you.
[ in a litany that never seems to end, those words keep spilling out as they're both brought closer and closer to the edge. he covers thorns' hands with his own to ensure they reach their crescendo together, and even long after the high subsides, he clings to thorns and doesn't let go. he can't, and he won't, even if it means dragging thorns down to greater and greater depths each and every time they find themselves wrapped around each other.
does thorns realise how much closer they're creeping to inevitable double suicide end. does he. ]
[ it's fine this is normal for a relationship...
but thorns makes no attempt to move. they will have to clean up at some point, but they can face reality later. even though they had their own private space at the town, they were always aware that they were in a space with other people. but here, in the dark of the night with only the stars as quiet witnesses, it's so easy to forget that the world exists for more than just them.
although even when they have that reminder, they still treat it as such. never think about how many timelines they restarted, that they essentially changed the lives of other people. it's fine. ]
Hey.
but thorns makes no attempt to move. they will have to clean up at some point, but they can face reality later. even though they had their own private space at the town, they were always aware that they were in a space with other people. but here, in the dark of the night with only the stars as quiet witnesses, it's so easy to forget that the world exists for more than just them.
although even when they have that reminder, they still treat it as such. never think about how many timelines they restarted, that they essentially changed the lives of other people. it's fine. ]
Hey.
[ docybara is right there…
but they are once again back to marinating in their own filth. he's thinking that thorns will probably suggest cleaning up in the next few minutes, so he just shakes his head and clings harder.
no… ]
You didn't say it back.
[ says it aloud unlike thorns. ]
but they are once again back to marinating in their own filth. he's thinking that thorns will probably suggest cleaning up in the next few minutes, so he just shakes his head and clings harder.
no… ]
You didn't say it back.
[ says it aloud unlike thorns. ]
[ docybara has more rights than literally anyone else on the planet…
also. when will thorns learn that it's okay to tell elysium no. he seems content with thorns' reciprocation until he isn't, as within the next few seconds, thorns is flipped onto his back. ]
Heheh. Round two. After taunting me earlier, you can't be done so soon.
also. when will thorns learn that it's okay to tell elysium no. he seems content with thorns' reciprocation until he isn't, as within the next few seconds, thorns is flipped onto his back. ]
Heheh. Round two. After taunting me earlier, you can't be done so soon.
No it isn't. Normal Thorns brain activity before bed doesn't involve trying to triangulate people's locations. Shouldn't you be thinking about molecular theory? Or the bio weapons you have developing under everyone's noses?
[ he points his to the wall in retaliation. okay. ]
I was watching that.
[ he points his to the wall in retaliation. okay. ]
I was watching that.
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