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[oversea]

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.

[transmit]

[ 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.

[oversea]

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?

[transmit]

[ 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.

[oversea]

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. ]

[transmit]

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. ]

[oversea]

[ it's fine this is normal for a relationship...

but thorns makes no attempt to move. they will have to clean up at some point, but they can face reality later. even though they had their own private space at the town, they were always aware that they were in a space with other people. but here, in the dark of the night with only the stars as quiet witnesses, it's so easy to forget that the world exists for more than just them.

although even when they have that reminder, they still treat it as such. never think about how many timelines they restarted, that they essentially changed the lives of other people. it's fine. ]

Hey.

[transmit]

[ docybara is right there…

but they are once again back to marinating in their own filth. he's thinking that thorns will probably suggest cleaning up in the next few minutes, so he just shakes his head and clings harder.

no… ]

You didn't say it back.

[ says it aloud unlike thorns. ]

[oversea]

[ docybara is different.....

thorns snorts, and presses a kiss to the side of elysium's face. ]

I love you. I love you more than the sea and stars, mi vida.

[transmit]

[ docybara has more rights than literally anyone else on the planet…

also. when will thorns learn that it's okay to tell elysium no. he seems content with thorns' reciprocation until he isn't, as within the next few seconds, thorns is flipped onto his back. ]

Heheh. Round two. After taunting me earlier, you can't be done so soon.

[oversea]

[ the sudden movement does manage to catch him by surprise, and his reaction time is a few seconds too slow to try to reverse it.

alright. ]

Oh, you hold grudges?

[transmit]

The night's only getting started.

[ so much for watching the stars. watching thorns is way better of a past time anyway, from a completely objective perspective.

well. he does a lot more than just watch thorns, lowering himself back to his length and licking a clean strip from base to tip. ]

Keep up.

[ like, they do not have a proper shower or bath for how freaky elysium wants to get but whatever. they have always only made good decisions. ]

[oversea]

[ it's a problem for later them. they do not have to worry about it now.

he shudders at the contact, lifting his head enough so that he's able to watch. ]

I'm waiting for you to impress me.

[ back to pvp ]

[transmit]

[ pvping is their default state ]

That's not the reaction of someone who isn't impressed.

[ teasing thorns' tip with lazily drawn circles, he smiles against it. ]

Are you shy? It's fine to be a little more honest.

[ if he can afford to be honest, anyway. because immediately after, he goes to town attempting to work thorns back up to full mast. ]

[oversea]

[ god they need to be on the landship when it explodes so they die. anyway.

his hands find their way to elysium's hair so he can tug at it while elysium works on him. admittedly!!! this was much easier when elysium's hair was longer. thorns will never say this out loud because it would likely send elysium into another spiral towards suicide, but he is thinking it. ]

I–I think I'm plenty honest.

[transmit]

[ or they can just be unlucky enough when priestess decides to zip up a portion of terra and die that way, it's fine. or i guess not bc elysium would be getting thanos snapped in front of thorns' eyes.

…

anyway, he kind of just. pauses in the middle of giving head because this hair tugging experience feels completely off. hm. what does thorns do. ]

[oversea]

[ help

thorns also pauses the hair pulling because the complete stop confuses him so bad. ]

Elysium?

[transmit]

Huh? You stopped.

[ the way he has a hand around thorns' shaft still and squeezes it a little more tightly. ]

Why?

[ in his world he did not pause first ]

[oversea]

[ HELLO? thorns stares at him like he got hit in the head by something. ]

You stopped first?

[ he won't let elysium rewrite this. ]

[transmit]

[ does thorns really want to do this when he can yank his d*ck at any given time



he does not yank but very firmly tugs. ]

You stopped pulling.

[ does not feel right = stop. okay. ]

[oversea]

[ unfortunately, the pressure on him makes him moan but he wants to kill elysium for it. it is not an enjoyable moan!!! ]

You still stopped first!

[transmit]

[ NO HE DIDN'T!!!!!!!!!

this is not getting anywhere (this is his fault) but thorns is still moaning, so the situation? should be salvageable?

while staring down at thorns with a look of disbelief, he just strokes him again. die. ]

[oversea]

[ OKAY!!!

this feels good but he still wants to fight elysium so this is a conflicting feeling. ]

Did you forget how to do this?

[transmit]

[ is it that difficult to admit defeat?? (thorns did nothing wrong) ]

What? You're the one still getting it up.

[ he will not be slandered like this. ]

[oversea]

[ thorns mentally wills his b*ner to die. that's not how it works though but he needs elysium to lose. ]

Or so you say...