✧ — peach iced tea.

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[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...

[transmit]

[ HELLO? THIS IS HIS B*NER NOW

this is about to be the most intense head he's ever given in his life just for that. get rinsed. (???) ]

[oversea]

[ this is so fucking funny

thorns isn't even sure if he's enjoying this or not because admitting that it's good feels like he's losing. he is so conflicted between his head (upper) and head (lower). ]

[transmit]

[ at some point after it feels like he's been at this for forever: ]

Aren't you going to come? I'll let you use my face.

[ this would probably be sexier if they weren't engaged in trying to win the most stupid fight alive. also, he looks like he wants to k*ll thorns.

why can 't they be normal ]

[oversea]

Why are you making it sound like you're doing me a favor...?

[ thorns is starting to feel self-conscious. is he being timed? hello? weren't they cutely snuggling not that long ago? what happened to that.

but to save them, thorns does finally hit his climax. he covers his face afterward. ]

[transmit]

[ where is the growth formula that turns him into rapunzel his hair has been such a fount of grief… free them…

he tries to pry away thorns' hand so he can continue staring him down. ]

I didn't forget.

[ he has to establish this. ]

[oversea]

[ okay.

thorns isn't sure what to do now. he sits up and looks at elysium with uncertainty. ]

I can give you one...?

[transmit]

No.

[ he moves to stand, wiping away from his eyes. he remembers that he has won and brightens immediately. ]

I'm happy. Let's get cleaned together?

[oversea]

[ okay......

thorns will also stand up and trudge off to grab towels for them so they can wipe themselves off.

he is currently thinking of how docybara is so sweet and loving... the burdenbeast now has a point in his favor for who thorns' favorite is. ]