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HELLO

"You've reached Elysium! Lost? Need an ear? I'm your guy! I'll get back to you as soon as I can."
GOODBYE
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cursed chihuahua papers

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he kisses the spot again. ]
I'm not requesting anything. I need to see what you come up with.
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This is nothing new. ]
If you went to brothels… [ He leans in, lips grazing the shell of Thorns' ear, voice barely a whisper. His teeth catch his lobe in a soft nip. As Thorns' pants slide to the floor with a muted thump, Elysium's hands are already underway guiding his undergarment down. ] This probably isn't the usual position for you, is it? It should be the other way around, with me on my knees?
[ His voice continues to have a playful lilt to it, as if waiting for Thorns to cave first. also
val tells me that short-terms usually ftb what shall it be francy i know no shame ]
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thorns is going to kill him. he doesn't, though, instead shuddering against him. he can't help but form the mental image in his head at the suggestion. ]
... I guess so.
[ he refuses to break first. his saving grace is that elysium can't see his face from this current angle. ]
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Anyway, onward this goes, this test of how much that other life has left its mark. Elysium's arms circle Thorns' waist again, lifting him and setting him carefully on the chair before, as promised, dropping to his knees.
Like this, he exposes the last bit of Thorns that warrants exposing. But instead of moving further, he rests his head in Thorns' lap, letting his hair and feathers spill along his thighs, breath fanning against them. How do you like your ethereal dead wives, Thorns? He's really trying his best here. ]
What do you mean you only guess? Or is reality far better than you ever imagined?
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his hand moves automatically to run through elysium's hair, his fingers curling around strands of it before releasing them. there are some situations you've never expected to find yourself in, and this is definitely one of them.
but despite that, this just feels like another puzzle piece slotting easily into place. ]
... I think you look very good right now.
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There are a few more he'd missed now in complete display.
I guess if we blame anyone we blame Yaywon for this ]
Do I? How do I look better to you? I can't just accept being 'good'. I have to aim higher than that.
[ throw him more of a bone. woof. ]
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unsurprisingly, he is fixated on the spot. thorns reaches over to press a finger on the mark that's darkest, trying to gauge the time frame for this. this is crazy but okay. ]
Hm. I can't tell you. I'm not giving you any hints.
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He is just a guy running his finger along Thorns' thigh, occasionally tracing loops and circles with his fingertip. ]
I already know. It's because there's no getting better.
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[ he presses a little harder against the mark, his gaze shifting it to what elysium's own hand is doing. ]
Your breath feels warm.
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Of course. You're the one who helped warm me up. [ His hand stills, splayed against his upper thigh. His mouth curves into a wider smile, eyes fluttering half-shut to narrow with intent. ] And——I can be the one to help you warm up, too. But I'm not allowed to touch you unless you give me permission, am I?
[ their fucking brothel larp ]
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this is really their life now, huh. he presses against him again, before just letting out a small breath of a laugh in disbelief. ]
Go ahead, then. Do what you want.
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The laugh kind of takes him out and brings him back down to reality. He jolts, a little like he'd gotten a little too carried away. ]
… Really? [ DISBELIEF ] Are you sure you want to let me do whatever I want?
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stupidly endearing, actually. probably more so than anything else they've done in the last ten minutes. ]
Anything.
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He was supposed to see Thorns getting nervous and reduced to a blushing mess… not like this. He buries his face in Thorns' thigh for a solid few seconds before he peeks back up, lips pursed.
With a quiet grumble: ]
… Can you lean down for a sec?
[ gestures with his hand. ]
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thorns just looks at him, suspicious, before he does eventually lean down so that he's closer to elysium's face. ]
Yes?
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Tell me if it doesn't feel good, okay? Or if you want me to do something differently.
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somehow, elysium being sweet and careful is actually embarrassing him more than the lewd act. thorns nods. ]
Okay.
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i'm the coward actually there are too many eyes ]
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the paywall is brought back up ]