chatime | ✧ — peach iced tea.

[ 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.

You're the one being difficult.

[ 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?

Whether it's my best or not, it seems to be more than enough for you. Aren't you already coming along?

[ is what he says, but he stops altogether just to press a kiss to the top of thorns' head. ]

What more do you want from me? If you ask nicely, I can consider it.

[ ... he could keep heckling him. he almost wanted to, but the kiss was so tender that thorns can't bring himself to. ]

You don't have to do anything else. Anything you do is more than enough.

[ he will go back to pvp later ]

[ they are so volatile, my goodness. this, in turn, lessens elysium's desire to pvp, his features softening around their edges. isn't it funny how that works? ]

It's been a while since we've climaxed together, mi luz.

[ his voice drops to a whisper, as does his hand in trying to loosen thorns' pants. ]

Help me out?

[ who could have possibly known that the answer to their habit of trying to outdo each other would be solved by simply stopping trying to outdo each other? wow!

but thorns just nods along to the suggestion, as he also goes to unzip elysium's to start tugging them downward. hi. it has been so long since they've done this (it has probably not been that long). ]

[ it definitely has not been that long objectively. after the kind of debauched lives they've lived, elysium starts shaking like a chihuahua if he isn't given proper attention every few days—so it is likely in thorns' best interest to prevent that.

but he hums, low and pleased. and the moment they're both exposed, he steps in without hesitation, closing the distance until their bodies meet and until they're ground together in a deliberate press that leaves no space between them. it's been a little of a longer time since they've been able to properly frot. ]

[ it is kind of funny that they had their own private space for so long that they really had no need to sneak around outside or anything. and while the chances of anyone stumbling onto their campsite is slim with how out of the way they are, there is always the thrill of the fact that the chance is not zero.

sprays them with a hose ]

I love you. Did you know that?

[ WHY DIDN'T THIS SEND

they really had to be on their best behaviour for so long (their best behaviour which counts as everyone else's worst behaviour) ]

I do. But you could always love me more, mi luz.

[ he is now competing against a capybara for thorns' attention his life is so hard

they were relatively normal until they started banging again. much to think about. ]

[ thorns is unaware that this is in reference to trying to beat a capybara, so he thinks elysium is just being his normal amount of needy.

but he will answer him by sucking on the skin at his collarbone. it has truly been too long since he's left a mark. ]

Is it possible to love you more than I already do?

[ by now, getting jealous over the smallest things is just his baseline level of neediness, unfortunately.

he tilts his head without hesitation offering thorns better access. ]

I love you; te amo; 我爱你; я тебя люблю. Until you love me every way there is on Terra—I think so.

[ he is... ridiculous?

he continues to bite at the spot, making elysium's skin darken. his hand, meanwhile, moves between them so that he can run his fingers along elysium's length. ]

I love you more than anyone ever could.

[ new life goal: bang everywhere on the continent

even more unfortunate that this is exactly the kind of stupid thing they would want. ]

If you don't keep reminding me, I'll forget. [ his body tightens under thorns' touch, breath hitching in his throat. ] I've missed this. You better not hold back tonight.

[ they need to die. ]

[ the worst thing is that they could probably actually achieve this goal as long as they don't blow up first. terrible.

even more terrible is the fact that elysium's praise just makes thorns press on harder. he does not point out that both of them should hold back because they do, in fact, need to do a lot of walking. they literally made this same mistake before they arrived at the last town but no one ever learns. ]

I want you to feel me for days.

[ they can walk back the idea of attaching a carrot in front of docybara and hoping he can navigate himself towards their destination. or, they just let him go wherever they want and accept wherever he leads them as part of their journey. that's fine, too.

maybe they'll learn if they're ever punished for real, but that's harder when they've essentially gotten worse every time they have. ]

Only for days? Surely you can do better than that, mi vida.

[ he wants to be useless so bad ]

[ they really need to con their way into a resort stay so elysium can live a pampered life.

but thorns will try to direct them to the ground instead of standing. will elysium sit down now...? he wants to get into his lap. ]

Should I carry you everywhere?

[ thorns and elysium's working holiday life… except they'd get fired for constantly fooling around.

with thorns having significantly worked him up though, he is a lot more amenable to being guided. he's as simple as docybara. ]

Were you not planning on taking responsibility? That's not even a question. [ as elysium attempts to walk anyway. ] You have to.

[ he bites at thorns just for having to ask. ]

[ elysium is so annoying

but okay. thorns will make elysium sit and then settles between his legs, settling as close against him as he can in this position. his hand, meanwhile, grasps onto both of their lengths... couple handjob (that is not what this is called). ]

You're really demanding.

[ couple handjob…

all this means is that elyisum is free to leave his marks now and grope thorns wherever he pleases. okay. they are so hopeless. ]

It's one of the things you love about me, isn't it? I never leave you guessing about how much I want you.

[ SHAMELESS ]

Is that so? Hm, I'm not sure if I can tell.

[ this is such a lie, thorns is fully aware that elysium is obsessed with him.

he quickens the pace of his hand. ]

You may need to remind me.

[ it's mean to ask questions or to make requests when they're in the middle of something. truly, it would be so easy to get lost in the haze of his pleasure if his infatuation with thorns hadn't become a core part of his personality.

so, he sinks his fingers into thorns' thighs, grounding himself with a slow, controlled breath even as sparks run down his spine. ]

How do you want me to prove it? I've already given you all of me.

You can't think of how to give me more? I'm disappointed.

[ this is an absurd ask, as anything more brings them right back to unhealthy life choices.

he thinks, vaguely, that they need lube. they tried this without it once and elysium could not walk for so long. ]

Can you tell me when you feel close?

[ he can think of a way to give thorns more, though it would cross a boundary they could never walk back from, at least from this timeline. the thought flickers across his face, blanking his expression for the span of a heartbeat before the sensation of thorns' touch pulls him right back to reality. he blinks, breath catching, steadying himself by resting his forehead on thorns' shoulder. ]

I've only ever wanted to show you the good parts of me. The handsome, the cool, the reliable. [ his teeth begin to scrape along thorns' neck, gradually sinking deeper and deeper into his skin. ] But if you want to accept the bad and the ugly… well! Since all of me in my world's yours, isn't the only thing left bringing you into mine?

[ and so he bites for real, intent on leaving a mark that will bloom for days. ]

I've been close, love.

Mm. [ ... ] You shouldn't worry too much about good or ugly. You're only ever beautiful to me.

[ he's already accepted the ugly parts of him, to the point where it has objectively done more harm than good for them as people. but once you start turning your a blind eye to things in order to keep your life as close to picturesque as possible, it's difficult to stop that course. especially when you don't have much inclination to.

but the confirmation is all he really needs to keep going, until he can feel himself hit the tipping point and spill over his own hand. he keeps going, trying to make sure elysium isn't too far behind him. ]

This is why you get taken advantage of so easily, mi luz. You really should be less weak to pretty faces. [ well. he already knows it's only one (1) pretty face that he's weak to specifically, but anything to cut the weight of what's just been said.

objectively, they're far worse versions of themselves. but one could make the argument—the justification—that it took becoming these versions of themselves to finally grasp their concepts of a happy ending rather than chasing vague, ambiguous ideals. so are they? really? for whom, and for what purpose did they need to forge their own iberia, when what truly mattered had been in front of them all along? ] Don't forget what you've said today.

I love you.

[ in a litany that never seems to end, those words keep spilling out as they're both brought closer and closer to the edge. he covers thorns' hands with his own to ensure they reach their crescendo together, and even long after the high subsides, he clings to thorns and doesn't let go. he can't, and he won't, even if it means dragging thorns down to greater and greater depths each and every time they find themselves wrapped around each other.

does thorns realise how much closer they're creeping to inevitable double suicide end. does he. ]

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