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[transmit]

[ maybe the solution is to find docybara a girlfriend so that he will also want some alone time. now that they've come to a full stop, he's snoozing a small distance away curled into himself.

elysium, meanwhile, is trying to make it not so obvious that he wants to glower in his direction. ]

How do you think?

[ his vibes are so murderous. ]

[oversea]

[ this is so funny. unfortunately thorns is still too enamored with docybara to blame him for cucking them.

but for now he will pepper elysium's face with kisses. ]

Better?

[transmit]

[ hm.

despite the shower of attention, he looks away and mutters under his breath. ]

Burdenbeasts excel at adapting to their surroundings…

[ he's just saying anything and everything now. okay. docybara is too domesticated to survive in the wild. ]

[oversea]

It hasn't even been a full day.

[ stop giving up on their son so quickly.

he abandons the kissing and instead goes back to pinching. ]

[transmit]

[ thorns gave up on elysium so quickly… ]

Aren't you bothered?

[ it's almost like the kisses weren't doing anything, but now that they've stopped he full on whines. ]

[oversea]

[ elysium, you either want kisses or you don't. pick one.

he pinches him again. ]

Why should I be? He's sleeping now, and we're awake.

[transmit]

[ he stares.





then seems to dawn on some understanding…? ]

Oh. I forgot how much you like being edged.

[oversea]

[ he is so not ready for elysium's comment that it flusters him.

he will just smack elysium on the arm. ]

Let's set up camp.

[transmit]

[ AT LEAST TRY TO DENY IT!!!!!!

elysium pokes thorns back. ]

I'm not as patient as you.

[oversea]

[ he pokes him back!!! ]

Do you want me to suck you off?

[ does his baby elysium need a treat? ]

[transmit]

[ HELLO ]

No…

[ he was not thinking about it that way but now he is. … stiffly: ]

Let's set up camp!

[ mechanically goes to do so, ]

[oversea]

[ men are so difficult. does elysium want to canoodle or not?

he follows along after him. they can set up camp as their child continues to snooze peacefully and not helping (docybara does not have thumbs to help).

thorns wonders if perhaps... he needs to be less h*rny? ]

[transmit]

[ he does want to canoodle… but he realises that unless they set up camp now they never will and his baby deserves more than the cold and hard floor. sometimes he can be responsible?

and be less horny, thorns thinks, while elysium keeps glancing over as they do this…… he has too much energy he needs to get out. bye. ]

[oversea]

[ elysium trying to be nice and not bang on the dirt while thorns taking it as elysium not wanting to bang. they are so stupid.

at the very least, setting up camp is very easy for them, so it doesn't take very long to get it all ready. ]

This should be fine.

[transmit]

[ this could have been solved if either of them had bothered to articulate themselves a little more clearly, but here they are.

at least this misunderstanding will resolve itself in seconds unlike the ten thousand issues they're juggling in the other thread, because the moment their camp passes the threshold where it's good enough, he drapes his full weight over thorns' shoulders. ]

I wanted to be the one to suck you off…

[oversea]

You're the only person who would complain about this.

[ he is so exasperated? and yet, so fond. it has been so long since the last time they got to do anything* so thorns is willing to play along.

*it has not been that long at all ]

Is that all you want to do?

[transmit]

Someone has to think about you when you don't.

[ privacy had been such a luxury in the village, even if they personally didn't care much for it; in the inn, they'd have to restrain themselves or risk getting thrown out. here, out in the wild, what can anyone do to them?

he runs his tongue along thorns' nape, pressing a kiss where neck meets shoulder. ]

If I tell you yes, will you accept it?

[oversea]

[ the way thorns is so wired to pvp that he is wondering if this is a challenge. please be normal.

for now, he simply presses backward against elysium. ]

Hm, I don't know. I'll have to see.

[transmit]

What's the point of asking me if you aren't going to give me an option?

[ he bites thorns. ]

You're so difficult.

[oversea]

If I let you get away with everything you wanted, then I'd never get to do anything to you.

[ there has been far too many times where elysium just did not get off because he was only focused on thorns. this should be a crime. ]

[transmit]

You should make it feel less of an accomplishment to pull your focus. The face you make when you realise after the fact is the cutest…

[ elysium this is messed up. ]

Still, I like it best when we arrive together. [ he says this, but his hands are already straying below the belt, mouth closing in on thorns' lobe. ] I'd just be lying if I claimed it weren't a close runner up.

[oversea]

[ thorns is so in love with elysium but every now and then he says something that makes him want to throw him off a cliff. this is one of those times.

unfortunately, he is distracted enough by what elysium is doing though. this is an effective way to end a minor argument. ]

What about the faces that I like to see...

[ why are his pants still on... ]

[transmit]

I don't know. [ LIKE THIS SOMEHOW ISN'T HIS PROBLEM!!! ] Work harder?

[ only in their world is this a problem. thorns can either let elysium win or try to outdo him, either way, elysium is already back to concentrating on his agenda: pleasing him.

he just wants thorns to be a little (a lot) more self-indulgent. what's so wrong with that? ]

[oversea]

[ okay thorns immediately wants to fight him this is such a problem.

instead he just flat out pulls away, so he can turn around to face him. ]

Sit down.

[transmit]

[ can thorns not choose violence for once ]

No.

[ just

grinds his hand into thorns' groin. okay. ]