[ elysium is the worst
it is a struggle, and thorns has to stop walking multiple times. this takes so much longer than it should. but eventually they reach their room, and thorns deposits elysium onto the bed as carefully as he can.
give him a moment to remove elysium's shoes... this princess treatment... ]
it is a struggle, and thorns has to stop walking multiple times. this takes so much longer than it should. but eventually they reach their room, and thorns deposits elysium onto the bed as carefully as he can.
give him a moment to remove elysium's shoes... this princess treatment... ]
[ he downs the liquid like it's a shot. that's how much he trusts thorns, enough to chug the most questionable substance in the world without a second thought. everything's fine until it isn't. elysium blinks. ]
I feel kind of fu—
[ —and then he's out cold. look what thorns has done. they could've gone on their date… now it's over… ]
I feel kind of fu—
[ —and then he's out cold. look what thorns has done. they could've gone on their date… now it's over… ]
[ he was maybe this close to tapping thorns' mouth with it before realising that might steer things somewhere neither of them is ready to go. ]
What? No. [ … ] Aren't you roasting under there?
[ thorns isn't even wearing a jacket, so elysium just starts tugging at his shirt instead. there's a point to this, trust. ]
… Should I get ointment?
[ there are so many claw marks and bruises scattered across his skin. okay. ]
What? No. [ … ] Aren't you roasting under there?
[ thorns isn't even wearing a jacket, so elysium just starts tugging at his shirt instead. there's a point to this, trust. ]
… Should I get ointment?
[ there are so many claw marks and bruises scattered across his skin. okay. ]
[ it has been a while since anyone has gotten a footjob. they've forgotten their roots.
thorns is actually surprised at this though, considering he wasn't paying attention to any of the marks that elysium had left. sometimes you are so used to things being rough that it does not hit you that things were rougher than usual. ]
It's not that bad.
thorns is actually surprised at this though, considering he wasn't paying attention to any of the marks that elysium had left. sometimes you are so used to things being rough that it does not hit you that things were rougher than usual. ]
It's not that bad.
[ OKAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
thorns just shoots off a list of observations of elysium, and then he returns to his own room after changing elysium's sheets. he sits down at his desk and watches elysium... occasionally getting up to do random chores as long as elysium snoozes...
this is their date now. ]
thorns just shoots off a list of observations of elysium, and then he returns to his own room after changing elysium's sheets. he sits down at his desk and watches elysium... occasionally getting up to do random chores as long as elysium snoozes...
this is their date now. ]
[ the next level after footjob… foot worship… ]
It shows you belong to someone.
[ his hands slide over the marks with delicate care, pausing to press the faintest amount pressure onto a crescent that's already scabbed. he watches it with a trace of morbid fascination. ]
Should I replace all the ones that came before?
[ hm. no ]
It shows you belong to someone.
[ his hands slide over the marks with delicate care, pausing to press the faintest amount pressure onto a crescent that's already scabbed. he watches it with a trace of morbid fascination. ]
Should I replace all the ones that came before?
[ hm. no ]
[ WHY IS THORNS ACCEPTING THIS!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS HOW THEY BAD END FOR REAL!!! they've officially become claude 1 & 2 except they're just guy 1 & 2. what can they be called colloquially.
he blinks awake at midnight… is thorns still alive… he's been up for so long and working for so long he should be dead. ]
he blinks awake at midnight… is thorns still alive… he's been up for so long and working for so long he should be dead. ]
[ thorns is so sweet and naïve they will never know peace again. watches as this slowly becomes virche au as they become the first relivers after an illness wipes everyone out…
also, like. he once again remembers so little of the previous evening but after he sees thorns, none of that matters. his first priority is dragging him up best he can—until he relises his upper body strength is at a literal zero.
tears up. he pads around the bed with blanket in hand, wrapping it around thorns' comfortably. does he stir? elysium will take it as his chance to observe thorns this time… ]
also, like. he once again remembers so little of the previous evening but after he sees thorns, none of that matters. his first priority is dragging him up best he can—until he relises his upper body strength is at a literal zero.
tears up. he pads around the bed with blanket in hand, wrapping it around thorns' comfortably. does he stir? elysium will take it as his chance to observe thorns this time… ]
I don't want it to hurt.
[ that's really his only real reservation. even so, he lets thorns do as he pleases, watching with a kind of quiet focus as the skin breaks, almost instinctively leaning in.
for a second, it almost looks as if he's going to kiss the wound, or lick it—something. instead, he swipes at the blood and brings it to his lips, tasting it thoughtfully. ]
Hm.
[ when oripathy cockblocks your bloodplay ]
[ that's really his only real reservation. even so, he lets thorns do as he pleases, watching with a kind of quiet focus as the skin breaks, almost instinctively leaning in.
for a second, it almost looks as if he's going to kiss the wound, or lick it—something. instead, he swipes at the blood and brings it to his lips, tasting it thoughtfully. ]
Hm.
[ when oripathy cockblocks your bloodplay ]
[ he continues to snooze. he has only fallen asleep very recently, so it's still that stage where he hasn't fallen into a deep sleep yet. he looks as one might if they have been running around taking care of someone sick all day while also dealing with scien.
he mutters something but it's difficult to decipher with him talking against the bed. ]
he mutters something but it's difficult to decipher with him talking against the bed. ]
[ the way that the only thing stopping you from developing a new kink is your horrible disease
thorns watches this, before he wraps his arms around elysium and pulls him closer against him. hi. he is ignoring the blood that is going to get smeared a bit. ]
What are you thinking?
[ what deranged thought is going through his head... ]
thorns watches this, before he wraps his arms around elysium and pulls him closer against him. hi. he is ignoring the blood that is going to get smeared a bit. ]
What are you thinking?
[ what deranged thought is going through his head... ]
[ the urge to poke him is strong. alas, he remembers just enough of last night to piece together what probably happened, and guilt softens the impulse. thorns deserves at least a little peace…
so, instead of being as annoying as he wants to be, he crawls back to where the pillows are, snags one by stretching his arm over the side, then returns the same way. gently rolling thorns over, he slips the pillow beneath his head before pressing the back of his hand to his forehead.
does thorns seem well… does elysium need to k*ll scien… it's one thing to bother him, but involving the people around him is where he puts his foot down!!!!!!! ]
so, instead of being as annoying as he wants to be, he crawls back to where the pillows are, snags one by stretching his arm over the side, then returns the same way. gently rolling thorns over, he slips the pillow beneath his head before pressing the back of his hand to his forehead.
does thorns seem well… does elysium need to k*ll scien… it's one thing to bother him, but involving the people around him is where he puts his foot down!!!!!!! ]
It looks a lot sexier than how it actually feels in practice… [ a snort. ] Would I be hotter to you if I were a vampire?
[ he gives his honest assessment, lips quirking at the corners with equal parts disappointment and amusement. obsession doesn't equal appetite, and he hasn't suddenly developed a craving for thorns' blood. still, there's the tiniest bit of regret that reality never quite lives up to the thrill of imagination…
at least this thought experiment is somewhat more normal than if they were slugs. okay.
but he exhales softly, giving in to habit as he folds himself into thorns' arms, sliding down until the tilt of his head lets him drink in the sight of thorn' face. ]
But it's mine all the same. Just like everything else of yours already is.
[ he gives his honest assessment, lips quirking at the corners with equal parts disappointment and amusement. obsession doesn't equal appetite, and he hasn't suddenly developed a craving for thorns' blood. still, there's the tiniest bit of regret that reality never quite lives up to the thrill of imagination…
at least this thought experiment is somewhat more normal than if they were slugs. okay.
but he exhales softly, giving in to habit as he folds himself into thorns' arms, sliding down until the tilt of his head lets him drink in the sight of thorn' face. ]
But it's mine all the same. Just like everything else of yours already is.
[ this is funny because the vampires he does know thorns does not find hot. however if it is elysium then it would be extremely attractive forever, but that's more because of the elysium bias than anything to do with vampirism.
he kisses him, something light and sweet in spite of their actions. ]
There is no version of you that wouldn't be hot.
[ even slug elysium.... cries ]
he kisses him, something light and sweet in spite of their actions. ]
There is no version of you that wouldn't be hot.
[ even slug elysium.... cries ]
[ oh.
he no longer has time to date. he has to plot scien's demise.
or, well, he would dive right into that if his first instinct weren't to fuss over thorns. now that thorns is swaddled in a blanket, maybe he can carry him without disturbing him too much? if he stays in this position too long, his back will hurt……
attempts this. ]
he no longer has time to date. he has to plot scien's demise.
or, well, he would dive right into that if his first instinct weren't to fuss over thorns. now that thorns is swaddled in a blanket, maybe he can carry him without disturbing him too much? if he stays in this position too long, his back will hurt……
attempts this. ]
[ wonders how closure and warfarin feel while midnight is out here sexualising himself. anyway. don't just find a slug sexy even if that slug is him??
too bad elysium only finds this romantic. he does, however, snort a laugh. ]
That's a given. [ he hooks his arms loosely around thorns' neck, bracing his weight against his shoulders. ] But you were supposed to say you like this version of me best? I wouldn't be able to give you feathers otherwise.
[ also. this is a lie. thorns did not like him very much when he was seaborn. hmmm ]
too bad elysium only finds this romantic. he does, however, snort a laugh. ]
That's a given. [ he hooks his arms loosely around thorns' neck, bracing his weight against his shoulders. ] But you were supposed to say you like this version of me best? I wouldn't be able to give you feathers otherwise.
[ also. this is a lie. thorns did not like him very much when he was seaborn. hmmm ]
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