but he will pull elysium closer!!!! it is harder to walk this way but they can suffer stumbling a bit because he needs elysium to remember that he is his and this is all so rude.
Whaaaaat? You're the one who's not saying you love me back.
[ he's all lilt and good humour right up until he isn't. when thorns pulls him close and almost pressed flush, he leans in the rest of the distance with a nip at his ear and a murmur that sinks low. ]
[ they're going to get jumped by some random animal here and it'll be their own fault.
thorns still thinks this is bullying. his hand slips under elysium's top so that his fingers can dig into his skin. they probably shouldn't be doing this, given they have no idea if other villagers may be passing through here, but that's fine. ]
I just wanted you to tell me what you wanted, my love.
[ it's bullying, yes, but it is justified bullying. thorns started it first. even the crunching of steps in the distance isn't enough to pull elysium's focus away. it sounds like some wild animal, judging by the rhythm of its sound; if it knows what's good for it, it won't make them its problem. ]
Ooh… So you don't want to hear me talk about how much I want you to use me tonight. Gotcha.
[ this is such an escalation. thorns is also ignoring the noise, the reason of them being here a much lower priority than whatever is happening right now.
elysium deserves to hang upside down so much right now. ]
[ they are currently known as the very cute and very in love couple who went through it all in order to be together. don't ruin it for them, thorns… tehre are people they have convinced that love is real. ]
How could I hate you? [ he brushes another kiss over thorns' mouth, lingering close enough so his breath fans against it. ] You're my everything.
[ if they want to be technical the very reason they're here to begin with is to be together. it only makes sense that this is their priority right now? maybe there's someone in this village that will be able to help them; this is just not right. ]
It's not fair that you got to feel every part of me. [ is voice takes on the faintest whine as he impatiently presses a leg between thorns'. there's that friction; he has to fight the smug smile threatening to bloom. ] I want to feel you, too, Thorns.
[ surprise. it's his begging. a branch snaps in the distance, now. this is about to be interrupted and he knows it……… ]
thorns ignore the sound, which is definitely one of the things they teach you not to do when you're hunting in the woods. instead he just presses more against elysium and, in turn, his knee. he shifts so that his mouth can nibble on elysium's ear. ]
but he resigns himself to this on day one of their supposed return to society, knowing full well they don't have any more privacy here than they did before hitching the ride back to it. the path they're on now is comparatively well-kept, likely by hunters from the village.
obviously they'd know better than to go out today. obviously, obviously. ]
You get off on me being desperate. Why do you think I'm like this?
[ a larger burdenbeast pokes its nose through bushes. it's not walking towards them exactly, but it's padding along their periphery. are they ignoring prey that's basically approached them rather than the other way around…?
[ elysium could be wearing sweatpants and thorns would still think he is the most desirable man on the planet with absolutely no competition after him. but sometimes you do enjoy a little spice sprinkled in.
thorns does, finally, turn to look at what is invading their alone time. he does not want to separate from elysium. ]
[ this is so shameless. unfortunately, elysium is into it.
what he's less into is this request. it's like when he teases thorns about solving every inconvenience with his corazonix, except elysium doesn't have any cheat abilities of his own and this feels like the exact kind of situation where it's applicable? ]
[ as if he didn't just suggest elysium to do something even more ridiculous, considering thorns is actually a ranged fighter. but he will create some constructs to go after this thing... it's okay... he watches it idly. ]
[ they were so eager to overachieve until they weren't.
he watches the constructs for like half a second before he turns his attention back to thorns. ]
No. [ grinds his knee against thorns' lightly. ] I realised how much I don't like sharing you. You're going to have to work hard to make it up to me tonight, bro.
[ for
turning like 5% of his attention away to do something he'd asked him to? yeah. ]
Aren't you always talking about keeping me in one place?
[ they just fuckin got here. this is also not the best thing to enable but they are so beyond the past of no return they may as well go full throttle off the deep end. ]
[ the sounds of a fight behind them... they really were so serious about hunting when they came in here. they should still be, if they want to continue to stay here, but they stop using their brains so easily when the other is involved. ]
I love you.
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the thing is, it didn't even take a non-negligible amount of time for them to be reduced to this state. they should probably beore concerned about how they are literally unable to control themselves, but they're just their own worst enablers. ]
Do you? I think it's time for you to put money where your—
[ there are louder roads in the distance. uh oh. that actually gets elysium to pause as that does not sound like something only a construct can deal with? this is tragic. ]
he doesn't move at first, but after a beat he sighs and gives elysium a long kiss before pulling away. if this is dangerous then this means that elysium might get hurt, so thorns has to start taking this seriously now. ]
Let's get this out of the way so we can go back to our room.
Why'd they have to go and interrupt us at the good part? I guess we have to… [ like this wasn't their original intent. ] They'll regret it.
[ it's fine. the commotion just manages to draw the attention of its family, so now they're going to end up with a whole lot more meat than meant to feed a small party.
[ struggling to carry everything back with them is what they deserve honestly after all of this nonsense.
but all he's really thinking about is continuing, so they just need to get this over with. thorns is not sure if elysium is still pretending like he can't do anything or not? so he will watch him to see what he does, thorns will support his choices or lack of choices. ]
[ hilariously, he is also so caught up with continuing that he forgets what the initial plot was. he not only helps thorns take the burdenbeasts down, but he immediately straps the second largest one over his shoulder.
he looks at thorns' expectantly like helloooooo???? ]
he will pick up the other one. they can go back to civilization and try not to be h*rny for five minutes. is it possible? can they be normal? only time will tell. ]
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[ thorns is mean to him often.
but he will pull elysium closer!!!! it is harder to walk this way but they can suffer stumbling a bit because he needs elysium to remember that he is his and this is all so rude.
there are some fresh tracks ahead. ]
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[ he's all lilt and good humour right up until he isn't. when thorns pulls him close and almost pressed flush, he leans in the rest of the distance with a nip at his ear and a murmur that sinks low. ]
Who's the one who wanted who to beg first?
[ what tracks ]
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thorns still thinks this is bullying. his hand slips under elysium's top so that his fingers can dig into his skin. they probably shouldn't be doing this, given they have no idea if other villagers may be passing through here, but that's fine. ]
I just wanted you to tell me what you wanted, my love.
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Ooh… So you don't want to hear me talk about how much I want you to use me tonight. Gotcha.
[ how did it go from massages to this. ]
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elysium deserves to hang upside down so much right now. ]
Do you hate me?
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How could I hate you? [ he brushes another kiss over thorns' mouth, lingering close enough so his breath fans against it. ] You're my everything.
[ if they want to be technical the very reason they're here to begin with is to be together. it only makes sense that this is their priority right now? maybe there's someone in this village that will be able to help them; this is just not right. ]
It's not fair that you got to feel every part of me. [ is voice takes on the faintest whine as he impatiently presses a leg between thorns'. there's that friction; he has to fight the smug smile threatening to bloom. ] I want to feel you, too, Thorns.
[ surprise. it's his begging. a branch snaps in the distance, now. this is about to be interrupted and he knows it……… ]
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thorns ignore the sound, which is definitely one of the things they teach you not to do when you're hunting in the woods. instead he just presses more against elysium and, in turn, his knee. he shifts so that his mouth can nibble on elysium's ear. ]
You are so needy. I'll do whatever you want.
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but he resigns himself to this on day one of their supposed return to society, knowing full well they don't have any more privacy here than they did before hitching the ride back to it. the path they're on now is comparatively well-kept, likely by hunters from the village.
obviously they'd know better than to go out today. obviously, obviously. ]
You get off on me being desperate. Why do you think I'm like this?
[ a larger burdenbeast pokes its nose through bushes. it's not walking towards them exactly, but it's padding along their periphery. are they ignoring prey that's basically approached them rather than the other way around…?
… ]
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[ elysium could be wearing sweatpants and thorns would still think he is the most desirable man on the planet with absolutely no competition after him. but sometimes you do enjoy a little spice sprinkled in.
thorns does, finally, turn to look at what is invading their alone time. he does not want to separate from elysium. ]
Can you kill that from here?
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what he's less into is this request. it's like when he teases thorns about solving every inconvenience with his corazonix, except elysium doesn't have any cheat abilities of his own and this feels like the exact kind of situation where it's applicable? ]
Can't you just throw your sword at it?
[ his toxins… ]
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[ as if he didn't just suggest elysium to do something even more ridiculous, considering thorns is actually a ranged fighter. but he will create some constructs to go after this thing... it's okay... he watches it idly. ]
Is that fine, babe?
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he watches the constructs for like half a second before he turns his attention back to thorns. ]
No. [ grinds his knee against thorns' lightly. ] I realised how much I don't like sharing you. You're going to have to work hard to make it up to me tonight, bro.
[ for
turning like 5% of his attention away to do something he'd asked him to? yeah. ]
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he makes no move to dissuade any of this though, because as annoying as elysium is, thorns continues to enable him despite knowing it's a bad idea. ]
Do you not want to walk?
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Aren't you always talking about keeping me in one place?
[ they just fuckin got here. this is also not the best thing to enable but they are so beyond the past of no return they may as well go full throttle off the deep end. ]
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but apparently now it is what he meant because it's what happening. ]
Mm. Is that your fantasy then? You want to be manhandled...
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an apple falls from overhead and puts elysium into a coma. ]
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if thorns needs more encouragement, elysium is only too willing, brushing his cheek along thorns' and letting the feathers flutter against him. ]
I always want you to manhandle me, handsome. I look best with your marks all over me.
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[ the sounds of a fight behind them... they really were so serious about hunting when they came in here. they should still be, if they want to continue to stay here, but they stop using their brains so easily when the other is involved. ]
I love you.
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the thing is, it didn't even take a non-negligible amount of time for them to be reduced to this state. they should probably beore concerned about how they are literally unable to control themselves, but they're just their own worst enablers. ]
Do you? I think it's time for you to put money where your—
[ there are louder roads in the distance. uh oh. that actually gets elysium to pause as that does not sound like something only a construct can deal with? this is tragic. ]
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he doesn't move at first, but after a beat he sighs and gives elysium a long kiss before pulling away. if this is dangerous then this means that elysium might get hurt, so thorns has to start taking this seriously now. ]
Let's get this out of the way so we can go back to our room.
[ and find out if there is a tub. ]
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[ it's fine. the commotion just manages to draw the attention of its family, so now they're going to end up with a whole lot more meat than meant to feed a small party.
bringing it back is going to be hell. ]
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but all he's really thinking about is continuing, so they just need to get this over with. thorns is not sure if elysium is still pretending like he can't do anything or not? so he will watch him to see what he does, thorns will support his choices or lack of choices. ]
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he looks at thorns' expectantly like helloooooo???? ]
What are you waiting for?
[ testy. they were blueballed. he is so simple. ]
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he will pick up the other one. they can go back to civilization and try not to be h*rny for five minutes. is it possible? can they be normal? only time will tell. ]
Come on, sweetie.
[ it's said so flatly. ]
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Where's the emotion? [ sulkily. ] Darling.
[ he has officially gone from play whiny to legitimately whiny. ]
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