the funniest thing would be if they were doing it on the side of some road, but no, they're at least covered by foliage so the likelihood of anyone driving by and having to witness this is low.
should they be getting distracted like this? his expression seems to suggest he's thinking about it. but then he commits to it anyway because it's what thorns seems to want, so he closes his eyes and runs his tongue along the length of one finger before moving onto the next. okay. ]
[ elysium no, you had the chance to be responsible.
but it should be okay if they only take a few minutes to enjoy themselves...? what better way to motivate themselves than to give themselves a nice break to rest. this is resting.
it's only when elysium gets to every finger that thorns removes his hand to replace it with his own mouth. hi. ]
[ he sighs, and then just grabs elysium's hands and goes to try to find some trees with thicker branches and leaves they can hide away under for now. ]
[ the world clearly didn’t consider that being stranded in the rain leaves them with little else to do but flirt just in a different place. having to move five or six steps, oh no…
elysium draws thorns against his chest, resting his chin atop his head. ]
If we find a nice lakeside to settle by… maybe? We could build a lab, a garden, even a coop. It'd be nice——having a place we could really call home together.
[ don't say coop, thorns is still trying to figure out how he can go and get his chicken back. he has not forgotten his child after they had to abandon so many other ones... ]
Do you have a particular place in mind?
[ if they want to stay in yan or go elsewhere... ]
Not particularly… somewhere with a milder climate would make things easier for us, though. So I guess staying here could be an option.
[ their chicken that won't be born for another few years if they're sticking to the original timeline and conditions thorns please. they'll have to get a new chicken. it won't be as beloved as the first child, but its siblings will just have to live with that.
he thinks about how this just outright rules out iberia. fuck iberia ]
But we should stll see what other places have to offer first. Maybe there'll be one that feels right to you.
[ thorns has abandoned so many children he can't keep doing this bursts into tears
but yan is nice, it's true. he is unsure about the idea of staying somewhere forever, mostly because as much as elysium says all he needs is thorns to be happy, thorns would still like for him to have other things. he enjoyed traveling so thorns would like to make sure he still travels...
although they could go on long vacations, he supposes. hmmm. ]
in tears over how they can't t survive without trying to one-up each other. ahich is why he's already wearing a mischievous look by the time he pulls thorns up to his toes. ]
You'd let that person close far enough to see me?
[ so… maybe this is housewife behaviour… whatever ]
[ thorns goes along with the pill very easily. his own expression is serious, like this is the most important topic in the world? and honestly, for them it is, because everything about their relationship is the most important thing in the world (unwell). ]
They're think you came straight out of a fairy tale.
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... fiance. oh my god when are they getting married. ]
Better?
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he does the thing where he deliberately licks any juice off of thorns' fingers. ]
Yeah. Definitely sweeter.
[ what is marriage but a piece of paper. they've been acting like they've been married for years since forever ]
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he just reinserts his fingers into elysium's mouth if he tries to pull away.
again, this is not the time or place for this, but here we are. thorns is just going to challenge the notion that they can't flirt. ]
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the funniest thing would be if they were doing it on the side of some road, but no, they're at least covered by foliage so the likelihood of anyone driving by and having to witness this is low.
should they be getting distracted like this? his expression seems to suggest he's thinking about it. but then he commits to it anyway because it's what thorns seems to want, so he closes his eyes and runs his tongue along the length of one finger before moving onto the next. okay. ]
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but it should be okay if they only take a few minutes to enjoy themselves...? what better way to motivate themselves than to give themselves a nice break to rest. this is resting.
it's only when elysium gets to every finger that thorns removes his hand to replace it with his own mouth. hi. ]
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he licks into thorns' mouth, keeping thorns close even when they pull apart. ]
Do you get what I mean now?
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[ and then it starts raining to get them to stop doing this. ]
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Can you make cover with the Corazonix…?
[ just thinks it can do everything now ]
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[ he sighs, and then just grabs elysium's hands and goes to try to find some trees with thicker branches and leaves they can hide away under for now. ]
I guess we should have gotten umbrellas.
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elysium draws thorns against his chest, resting his chin atop his head. ]
If we find a nice lakeside to settle by… maybe? We could build a lab, a garden, even a coop. It'd be nice——having a place we could really call home together.
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Do you have a particular place in mind?
[ if they want to stay in yan or go elsewhere... ]
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[ their chicken that won't be born for another few years if they're sticking to the original timeline and conditions thorns please. they'll have to get a new chicken. it won't be as beloved as the first child, but its siblings will just have to live with that.
he thinks about how this just outright rules out iberia. fuck iberia ]
But we should stll see what other places have to offer first. Maybe there'll be one that feels right to you.
[ lmao ]
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but yan is nice, it's true. he is unsure about the idea of staying somewhere forever, mostly because as much as elysium says all he needs is thorns to be happy, thorns would still like for him to have other things. he enjoyed traveling so thorns would like to make sure he still travels...
although they could go on long vacations, he supposes. hmmm. ]
We can look around.
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[ he pauses, turning thorns around so he can peer into his face. ]
So you could build a house? I can be additional labour.
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[ thorns just decided this right now. ]
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What? If anything, I'm the breadwinner. You're supposed to stay home and enjoy your hobbies? [ like this is obvious? ] That's what the lab's for.
[ they are going to fight over this. ]
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thorns just shakes his head. ]
I'd like to come home to you wearing only an apron.
[ no further arguments. ]
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We can take turns.
[ argues anyway, laying a hand on thorns' shoulder and tightening his grip. ]
But I also want you to ask if I want dinner or a bath first—so I can pick the third option: you.
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thorns considers this. ]
Can't we do it in the bath?
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but. ]
When's the next time we'll have a bath…?
[ this is the real tragedy. ]
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thorns last him in an attempt to console. ]
We can find a nice spot in a stream.
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elysium allows himself to be pet… ]
If anyone sees you they'll have to die.
[ 'how will they die' they'll just die ok ]
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the comment makes thorns snort in amusement though. ]
Why would they look at me when you're here?
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in tears over how they can't t survive without trying to one-up each other. ahich is why he's already wearing a mischievous look by the time he pulls thorns up to his toes. ]
You'd let that person close far enough to see me?
[ so… maybe this is housewife behaviour… whatever ]
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They're think you came straight out of a fairy tale.
[ okay bias. ]
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