[ he didn't want to wake him up but he could no longer stand this feeling... he is used to being dirty but this is such an awkward placement. set him free. ]
don't just say that as a grown man. die. but he lets out a sigh as he rises, sweeping thorns up into a princess carry before pressing a kiss to his forehead. ]
[ thorns is like very close to committing violence right now so elysium needs to be careful with his word choice. this whole situation is moving very fast towards thorns going to put a ban to things going up his ass and that is going to become a problem for them.
he reaches forward so he can put his hand on elysium's nose
[ thorns should eviscerate elysium, actually, it'd save them so much grief. that's his favourite hole? he'll cry. or if not favourite, one of his favourites…
he takes this clown nose as an indicator he needs to shut up. okay. he will be very gentle as he sets thorns next to the stream…… ]
he is truly coming to terms that past them are stupid. but despite that, they are likely going to end up doing this again. they never learn because they only think with their d*cks ]
You don't have to help.
[ he says this to be nice even though he is aware elysium likes to do this. ]
[ is helping thorns get his own c*m out of his ass supposed to be charitable ]
Are you feeling sensitive?
[ he ignores thorns' question, opting instead to trace a lazy circle around the rim, flicking just enough water to rinse the immediate area. the problem with this is that they can start thinking with their d*cks again at any given time. okay. ]
but he settles thorns onto his lap, facing each other, if only to spare him the indignity of his h*le being perceived as this happens. they can almost be seen as wholesome so long as you don't look too closely at what elysium's hands are up to below the belt. ]
You can bite down as hard as you want…
[ like thorns even needs the permission. but it is there… ]
but thorns does not need permission. he bites down any time elysium touches anywhere extra sensitive, which means that elysium is getting bitten quite a lot actually. ]
[ he's terrified and in fear for his life, but he cannot deny that the temptation to make this horny is high… those exact feelings just might be doing half the work already. sorry.
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Ahem. Say it however you want, but isn't it tangible proof of how hopelessly in love I am with you? [ HOW MUCH HIS ASS HURTS? ] Because it's you, restraint isn't an option…
[ he's ill and finds these bites very endearing. remember when he used to be freaked out about them? oh, how things change. ]
[ he was so paranoid about keeping them covered meanwhile thorns never covered his because he wouldn't put makeup on himself and none of his clothes covers his neck, even his non-slutty ones. things truly change.
however he is not being fooled here. ]
Hm, is that so? Even if I decide one day I want you to be gentle?
[ me whenever i notice new thorns faces we are so dangerously close to reaching the limit i don't like this
he starts cleaning thorns out again but this time excruciatingly slowly. this might be worse somehow. not to say he would feel inconvenienced by thorns being unable to walk… he could carry thorns everywhere? that'd be so nice.
[ the way if thorns did this by himself he would be done already but instead he suffers. however elysium seemed so sad so thorns could not tell him no... this is also a disease. what happened to the days when thorns would tell him off for every little thing, now if he does he will eventually end up folding afterwards.
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he stares at the spring longingly. ]
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the horror music is back. without stirring or even opening his eyes: ]
What are you looking at?
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How long have you been awake?
[ does he need to k*ll him? ]
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Were you trying to go somewhere?
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[ he has post nut clarity now and he thinks past him was stupid and could only process h*rny thoughts, and now look where he is now. ]
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I said I'd help you.
[ they can't do things by themselves that's simply not how it works? ]
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[ he didn't want to wake him up but he could no longer stand this feeling... he is used to being dirty but this is such an awkward placement. set him free. ]
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[ 🥺
don't just say that as a grown man. die. but he lets out a sigh as he rises, sweeping thorns up into a princess carry before pressing a kiss to his forehead. ]
You did good.
[ DON'T JUST SAY THIS EITHER ]
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he reaches forward so he can put his hand on elysium's nose
and honks it. ]
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he takes this clown nose as an indicator he needs to shut up. okay. he will be very gentle as he sets thorns next to the stream…… ]
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he is truly coming to terms that past them are stupid. but despite that, they are likely going to end up doing this again. they never learn because they only think with their d*cks ]
You don't have to help.
[ he says this to be nice even though he is aware elysium likes to do this. ]
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Are you feeling sensitive?
[ he ignores thorns' question, opting instead to trace a lazy circle around the rim, flicking just enough water to rinse the immediate area. the problem with this is that they can start thinking with their d*cks again at any given time. okay. ]
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[ he doesn't even say it like a question because he thinks the answer should be obvious!!!
unfortunately, despite everything, he still leans in to give elysium a bite. hell. ]
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but he settles thorns onto his lap, facing each other, if only to spare him the indignity of his h*le being perceived as this happens. they can almost be seen as wholesome so long as you don't look too closely at what elysium's hands are up to below the belt. ]
You can bite down as hard as you want…
[ like thorns even needs the permission. but it is there… ]
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but thorns does not need permission. he bites down any time elysium touches anywhere extra sensitive, which means that elysium is getting bitten quite a lot actually. ]
You really have no shame.
[ neither does thorns ]
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… ]
Ahem. Say it however you want, but isn't it tangible proof of how hopelessly in love I am with you? [ HOW MUCH HIS ASS HURTS? ] Because it's you, restraint isn't an option…
[ he's ill and finds these bites very endearing. remember when he used to be freaked out about them? oh, how things change. ]
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however he is not being fooled here. ]
Hm, is that so? Even if I decide one day I want you to be gentle?
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Do you want me to be?
[ 'one day' but he acts as if it's now ]
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Maybe right now...
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Sorry…
[ except his brain is fried and he has no idea how to interpret gentle. does nothing. ]
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thorns waits as nothing happens. ]
I can do it myself...?
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there is another period of silence.
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I want to help.
[ HIS PRAISE!!!!! ]
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but they seem to have run into an issue here. thorns just looks at him before signing and leaning in against him. ]
You can do what you want, mi corazon.
[ if he wants to be rough he can be rough, thorns will just never walk again after. ]
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he starts cleaning thorns out again but this time excruciatingly slowly. this might be worse somehow. not to say he would feel inconvenienced by thorns being unable to walk… he could carry thorns everywhere? that'd be so nice.
but. anyway. there he goes. ]
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their brains are so soup. ]
Thanks.
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