[ 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? ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
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.
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? ]
[ they are two bottoms constantly fighting for dominance… life has been stacked against them from the beginning.
but let it be known that thorns is the one who insisted on doing this the hard way. with him reciprocating his touch however intentionally, elysium tightens his grip around his length as much as he can manage through fabric, fingers working with growing insistence. ]
What? Did you forget what no means? If you want to sit down, you can be my guest.
[ his forehead settles against elysium's shoulder as he mentally curses him. he can argue with him as much as he wants, but it is hard to physically go against it when it feels like this. he'll just have to get back at him later. ]
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[ stop giving up on their son so quickly.
he abandons the kissing and instead goes back to pinching. ]
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Aren't you bothered?
[ it's almost like the kisses weren't doing anything, but now that they've stopped he full on whines. ]
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he pinches him again. ]
Why should I be? He's sleeping now, and we're awake.
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then seems to dawn on some understanding…? ]
Oh. I forgot how much you like being edged.
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he will just smack elysium on the arm. ]
Let's set up camp.
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elysium pokes thorns back. ]
I'm not as patient as you.
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Do you want me to suck you off?
[ does his baby elysium need a treat? ]
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No…
[ he was not thinking about it that way but now he is. … stiffly: ]
Let's set up camp!
[ mechanically goes to do so, ]
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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? ]
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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. ]
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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.
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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…
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[ 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?
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[ 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?
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for now, he simply presses backward against elysium. ]
Hm, I don't know. I'll have to see.
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[ he bites thorns. ]
You're so difficult.
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[ 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. ]
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[ 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.
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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... ]
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[ 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? ]
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instead he just flat out pulls away, so he can turn around to face him. ]
Sit down.
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No.
[ just
grinds his hand into thorns' groin. okay. ]
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he groans, and it's more instinct than intent that has thorns pressing against elysium's hand for more. ]
What do yo mean, no?
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but let it be known that thorns is the one who insisted on doing this the hard way. with him reciprocating his touch however intentionally, elysium tightens his grip around his length as much as he can manage through fabric, fingers working with growing insistence. ]
What? Did you forget what no means? If you want to sit down, you can be my guest.
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[ his forehead settles against elysium's shoulder as he mentally curses him. he can argue with him as much as he wants, but it is hard to physically go against it when it feels like this. he'll just have to get back at him later. ]
Is this the best you can do?
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