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teaism2018-05-20 09:06 pm
swordfucker) wrote in teaism2018-05-20 09:06 pm
more hurt/comfort, neverending
[Sometimes, it's just too difficult to sleep. The thoughts, the responsibilities, the nightmares that are likely to show up. Guren is tired of it all, and when staring at his ceiling just won't do the trick, he decides to take a walk.
It wasn't surprising to find himself walking to Bluo. There was no real intention to bother anyone at this hour. The stars were bright against an unnaturally dark sky, even if the water won't properly reflect them when it's this murky in the harbor. It's late, and even as he moves to pass by Dextera's house, look at their tulips, he doesn't expect to see him outside, as well.
He moves up quietly, though he doesn't make any attempt to hide his approaching footsteps. Near the water, looking at the sky, it seems that Dextera wasn't able to fall asleep, either.]
Can't sleep? [So, he speaks up, settling down to sit beside him without asking, and giving him a curious look. Maybe it's something he can help with.]
It wasn't surprising to find himself walking to Bluo. There was no real intention to bother anyone at this hour. The stars were bright against an unnaturally dark sky, even if the water won't properly reflect them when it's this murky in the harbor. It's late, and even as he moves to pass by Dextera's house, look at their tulips, he doesn't expect to see him outside, as well.
He moves up quietly, though he doesn't make any attempt to hide his approaching footsteps. Near the water, looking at the sky, it seems that Dextera wasn't able to fall asleep, either.]
Can't sleep? [So, he speaks up, settling down to sit beside him without asking, and giving him a curious look. Maybe it's something he can help with.]
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...OK?
[ the night is so quiet that he can hear his fingers rustling the fabric of guren's clothes as he signs against them. it's a simple question, but he thinks any answer will tell him what he needs to know. ]
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...
[He decides that he doesn't know how to answer that, but his silence is probably a good enough answer. He knows that, too. He's not really okay, but what is there to do? The only thing he can think of is to get closer, to remember that Dextera is here, right now, and that he shouldn't think too far ahead.]
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but he soon shifts, propping himself up so he can kiss guren’s forehead, then his nose, then his mouth again. it’s tender because that’s what dextera wants, and he pulls back so he can brush his fingers against guren’s cheek.
just to look. it’s okay, if he wants to look, isn’t it? ]
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Still, by the time he's kissed on the mouth again, he's smiling, and his fond gaze meets Dextera's. His hand caresses Dextera's cheek.]
That helps.
[More of the kissing, he'll feel better in no time.]
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he would do anything to keep guren safe and comfortable and sane, and if kissing is something that helps, he’ll kiss until guren pushes him off. that fond look, knowing he’s done something right, is all he needs. ]
...heh.
[ he was worried, and he still is, so the next place he decides to kiss is guren’s neck—which is pretty saucy, but then he just stays there, which makes it seem a little more affectionate than flirtatious. ]
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His hand finds its way to the back of Dextera's head, running through his hair. His head tilts back so that he can kiss wherever he wants on his neck, and Guren can enjoy it that much more.]
As long as you're here, alive and with me, it'll be fine. I just want to feel that.
[Some more explanation, there, to reassure.]
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[ dextera feels more confident, answering yes to that now. he didn’t lie when he promised to stay alive before, but it was pressured by his own fear, his own anxiety.
now, when he kisses guren’s neck again—and again—as a yes, even he feels like he believes it. he can give guren “alive.”
and if he’s starting to feel frisky from this confidence, it’s best not to comment on it. let him roll with this, pressing his hand against guren’s chest for balance as he kisses harder. ]
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He hums to show his pleasure, and that worry from before is chased away with every exciting movement against him. Even a simple hand on his chest makes him feel loved, and he loves that. His free hand moves around Dextera as well, hooking at his waist, hand pressed to the small of his back to encourage him, draw him closer slightly.]
Dextera... [It's amazing how much desire can come from speaking just a name, but desire is a much better feeling than sorrow and loss, and he gives way to it easily. His fingers curl tighter in his hair.]
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it’s not crazy, that he would want to touch guren this much after seeing him so scared. ]
Mm...
[ a response, hummed against guren’s neck, and he tilts his head to kiss guren’s jaw, since he’s a little too shy to do things like bite or suck completely unprompted.
what he can do is smooth his palm across guren’s chest, feeling him.
some might even say groping....... ]
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He's curious to see Dextera's desire grow, shamelessly, and while he'll be here to nudge him with suggestions or guidance along the way, he doesn't mind taking it slow and seeing where this goes. Kissing, touching now... It makes him want to shiver in excitement.
In return, his hand moves up Dextera's back in that same searching, sliding back down and past where it had been resting, to his ass. He won't grope (yet), it's subtle!]
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it is subtle, though, the way guren touches him, and dextera only notices because he's so rarely touched there by anyone. he actually does shiver, pulling back from guren's neck to look him in the eye—rather than the embarrassment that might be expected from a moment like this, there's that particularly special wanting look in his eye. asking for more, asking for permission to do more without saying anything.
guren alone gets to see dextera at his most desirous. ]
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[He loves that look in his eyes, and for that, he gives his ass a nice squeeze. He's defeated the coat, he can witness this butt all on his own.] Do whatever you want. If you mark up my neck, maybe I'll even give you some in return.
[That's a promise? A reward? He's phrasing it as such, because he sure likes the idea.]
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he can do what he wants, and with the promise of a reward, it's altogether irresistible. ]
...
[ what he does first, though, is touch guren's face to guide him in for another kiss. this is how he wants to start his exploration, however deep or shallow this little smooch ends up. ]
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But they're so close, he has so much else to be happy for. Like how his hands can roam, sliding back up his back and down, one of them moving to the front to push at whatever he's got on that he was sleeping in. That dumb coat?? Just a shirt?? Doesn't matter, Guren wants it gone so he can feel more.
With that nightmare far behind him, nothing else matters but them being closer, now.]
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there's a moment, where he gives guren a look that might seem shy—but in this context? it's really more like coy, since he's learned not to be too embarrassed about that scar, about what his body looks like under his clothes. he looks much better than he did, these days, than when he first arrived in this town. there's a flush of life in his cheeks, and he's filled out thanks to everyone fussing over his health.
congrats, round two, on unlocking a dextera that doesn't look like a corpse, guren!! ]
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I could look at you all night.
[Forward... surprisingly forward, with this type, from Guren...! It just works with Dextera, and he can have more fun, slipping hands back down to grab at his waist, tugging lightly to encourage him closer.] But I want to feel you, too.