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[Abby's breath hitches slightly as Romance shifts up and off of him, fondly running his claws along Romance's back as they lay together in a disastrous mess. Even Abby knew he'd need to pull himself together at some point soon, insisting to himself that just a few more minutes wouldn't be so bad.]
I'll keep that in mind, [he teased, chuckling warmly. Once again, he was like a large, sated animal, a demonic noise almost like a purr rumbling in his chest.
Truthfully, he doesn't want to move, not with Romance gently combing fingers into his hair, thumb brushing his jaw. But... it feels like they should.
He leans to steal one more lingering kiss, before slapping Romance's ass with finality.] They're going to come looking for us soon.
I'll keep that in mind, [he teased, chuckling warmly. Once again, he was like a large, sated animal, a demonic noise almost like a purr rumbling in his chest.
Truthfully, he doesn't want to move, not with Romance gently combing fingers into his hair, thumb brushing his jaw. But... it feels like they should.
He leans to steal one more lingering kiss, before slapping Romance's ass with finality.] They're going to come looking for us soon.
Likewise. Should you want to go to my room, I mean.
[ He has nothing to hide. He's probably slept with every saja demon there is, but there hasn't been a single one in his room since he's started whatever this is with Mystery. ]
Much better.
[ He takes advantage of Mystery's nakedness, eagerly reaching to slip round his waist, walk his fingers over Mystery's ribs, ease closer if he can. ]
You really are so lovely.
[ He has nothing to hide. He's probably slept with every saja demon there is, but there hasn't been a single one in his room since he's started whatever this is with Mystery. ]
Much better.
[ He takes advantage of Mystery's nakedness, eagerly reaching to slip round his waist, walk his fingers over Mystery's ribs, ease closer if he can. ]
You really are so lovely.
I'll remember that.
[the other saja boys (usually) don't go into his room unless they've been asked to, but the fact that romance did so doesn't bother him at all. if anything, he wants him to do it more, because it means that romance is comfortable in his space and that's almost as wonderful as the compliments he gives him.
a soft little sigh passes his lips as romance's hand moves along his ribs, his other hand moving from beneath his head to worm its way underneath romance's side, the arm hooking around him to hold them closer together.]
As are you. [he gently nudges their foreheads together, tracing his fingertips along romance's cheek, down his jaw and to his neck, which is where he lingers, the pad of his thumb rubbing lightly across the pulsepoint.] I'm glad you're here.
[the other saja boys (usually) don't go into his room unless they've been asked to, but the fact that romance did so doesn't bother him at all. if anything, he wants him to do it more, because it means that romance is comfortable in his space and that's almost as wonderful as the compliments he gives him.
a soft little sigh passes his lips as romance's hand moves along his ribs, his other hand moving from beneath his head to worm its way underneath romance's side, the arm hooking around him to hold them closer together.]
As are you. [he gently nudges their foreheads together, tracing his fingertips along romance's cheek, down his jaw and to his neck, which is where he lingers, the pad of his thumb rubbing lightly across the pulsepoint.] I'm glad you're here.
You aren't too much for me, either. [a beat then he repeats,] For what it's worth.
[being absolutely honest, it's worth a lot to mystery; romance makes him feel like he's not overdoing things and, if he is, he makes him feel normal about it. his obsession with romance doesn't feel weird, it feels... right.]
[being absolutely honest, it's worth a lot to mystery; romance makes him feel like he's not overdoing things and, if he is, he makes him feel normal about it. his obsession with romance doesn't feel weird, it feels... right.]
[ Mystery's hands feel good on his skin and he cants his head, lets those fingers trace down over one of the most vulnerable parts of him. ]
Glad to be here.
[ He smiles from where his head is tipped back, eyes closing, stretching against him and sighing in pleasure. ]
Makes me want to stay here forever. You just smell so good.
Glad to be here.
[ He smiles from where his head is tipped back, eyes closing, stretching against him and sighing in pleasure. ]
Makes me want to stay here forever. You just smell so good.
[his own head tips downward slightly, watching the way his fingers move over romance's neck, the shapeless patterns he traces, down until he can reach his collarbone.]
Good.
[he exhales another quiet breath, shifts and leans forward, his mouth finding romance's neck this time, leaving warm, gentle kisses along his throat. a chuckle follows one of them and he pauses momentarily, skimming his hand back up to romance's cheek so he can stroke him there again.
it makes sense why romance thinks he smells nice today; the concoction of watermelon, lychee and sandalwood had been an intoxicating mix when he'd smelled it too, which is exactly why he'd bought the perfume. hearing that romance thinks it's good only strengthens what he'd already had an idea of, but now, he'll definitely be keeping this scent on his list for future use.]
Stay, then. [he licks a wet stripe up romance's neck, stopping just underneath his chin, his eyelashes fluttering.] I'm all yours.
Good.
[he exhales another quiet breath, shifts and leans forward, his mouth finding romance's neck this time, leaving warm, gentle kisses along his throat. a chuckle follows one of them and he pauses momentarily, skimming his hand back up to romance's cheek so he can stroke him there again.
it makes sense why romance thinks he smells nice today; the concoction of watermelon, lychee and sandalwood had been an intoxicating mix when he'd smelled it too, which is exactly why he'd bought the perfume. hearing that romance thinks it's good only strengthens what he'd already had an idea of, but now, he'll definitely be keeping this scent on his list for future use.]
Stay, then. [he licks a wet stripe up romance's neck, stopping just underneath his chin, his eyelashes fluttering.] I'm all yours.
[just be himself? sure, it seems like romance is asking for so much in that moment, but with him, mystery feels like he could actually do that rather than try and pretend to be something he's not. nevertheless, he feels like he needs to be smaller, so he shrinks in on himself ever-so-slightly, though that doesn't stop him from twisting and burying his face into romance's shoulder, his words somewhat muffled.]
I'll do my best.
I'll do my best.
[instinctively, mystery wants to squirm and fight and hide against romance again, but instead of doing that, he lets the hand in his hair hold him steady, his heartbeat skipping as he forces himself to meet romance's gaze through his bangs.]
I do, [he admits softly, a pause following afterward and his voice somehow lowering further before he continues,] but what if you don't like me anymore?
I do, [he admits softly, a pause following afterward and his voice somehow lowering further before he continues,] but what if you don't like me anymore?
[ He pulls his fingers through Mystery's hair, working his way to the front so he can sweep it aside and look into those pretty eyes, thumb brushing his cheek, light as a breath. ]
I'm not going to stop liking you just because you've finally let me see you.
[ He breathes a soft laugh, holds Mystery ever tighter. ]
Sweetheart, that's not how I operate. [ Not when his feelings are involved. ]
I'm not going to stop liking you just because you've finally let me see you.
[ He breathes a soft laugh, holds Mystery ever tighter. ]
Sweetheart, that's not how I operate. [ Not when his feelings are involved. ]
[again, it's instinctive to pull back, but he resists a second time, blinking lightly as romance's thumb brushes across his cheek. he leans into the touch instead, exhaling a sigh and letting his eyes sink closed as he reaches to cup romance's hand to hold it against his face.
it's so strange, he feels so vulnerable, almost fragile in romance's hold, and yet he also feels strengthened by it, like nothing can tear him down now that he has romance's attention.
mystery takes a deep breath, holds it for a couple of seconds, then exhales, his other hand moving to press over his chest in an attempt to calm his racing heart. ‘sweetheart’, ‘darling’, all these nicknames are going to truly be the death of him.]
I believe you. [even if part of him is still so worried about something that probably shouldn't be a second thought in his mind.]
it's so strange, he feels so vulnerable, almost fragile in romance's hold, and yet he also feels strengthened by it, like nothing can tear him down now that he has romance's attention.
mystery takes a deep breath, holds it for a couple of seconds, then exhales, his other hand moving to press over his chest in an attempt to calm his racing heart. ‘sweetheart’, ‘darling’, all these nicknames are going to truly be the death of him.]
I believe you. [even if part of him is still so worried about something that probably shouldn't be a second thought in his mind.]
[ Romance has spent a long time figuring people out, what makes them tick, insecurities, likes and dislikes, dreams and aspirations, fears. Mostly, he uses it against them, but it isn't like that with Mystery. Or the others, he has no reason to, but especially with Mystery.
And he can tell he's worried about something, he just isn't certain what. Losing one another...always a possibility. A breakup...unlikely. Not liking him anymore? Even more unlikely. Once Romance gets his claws in someone, it's almost impossible to pry him away. He just isn't sure, but pushing isn't going to help.
He reaches out, rests his hand over the one on Mystery's chest, fingers curling. ]
Good.
And he can tell he's worried about something, he just isn't certain what. Losing one another...always a possibility. A breakup...unlikely. Not liking him anymore? Even more unlikely. Once Romance gets his claws in someone, it's almost impossible to pry him away. He just isn't sure, but pushing isn't going to help.
He reaches out, rests his hand over the one on Mystery's chest, fingers curling. ]
Good.
[aside from the other saja boys, mystery hasn't tried to learn much about people. humans don't frighten him, per se, but they are messy creatures with even messier lives and he isn't sure he wants to know more about them despite having been one himself before. even then, he didn't fit in like other people and had always been the odd one out when it came right down to it.
now, he has people he cares about, people he wants to be around and wants them to like him, and then here's romance giving him every opportunity to be himself and he's afraid. if he lost him, he wouldn't know what to do anymore... but romance doesn't seem like he'll be going anywhere.
he glances down at their hands on his chest, breathes another sigh then he cinches his fingers around romance's and lifts his hand to brush his lips against his knuckles.]
Thank you.
now, he has people he cares about, people he wants to be around and wants them to like him, and then here's romance giving him every opportunity to be himself and he's afraid. if he lost him, he wouldn't know what to do anymore... but romance doesn't seem like he'll be going anywhere.
he glances down at their hands on his chest, breathes another sigh then he cinches his fingers around romance's and lifts his hand to brush his lips against his knuckles.]
Thank you.
[ As much as it frustrates Romance, all he can do is give Mystery some time - he's a relatively impatient demon, so time is a difficult thing, but for Mystery...he will wait.
Mystery's lips are soft on his skin and he watches, sliding his hand down from Mystery's hair to around his waist, nosing into his hair, nipping lightly at his ear. ]
I'm not going to let you go.
Mystery's lips are soft on his skin and he watches, sliding his hand down from Mystery's hair to around his waist, nosing into his hair, nipping lightly at his ear. ]
I'm not going to let you go.
[ He hums quietly when Mystery's mouth finds his skin, giving a long, pleased sigh. He's like a cat, stretched out and content to lay in the sun of Mystery's touch, bask in its warmth. ]
I think I will.
[ He shivers, Mystery's tongue leaving a cool trail of damp over his skin, and his grip tightens a fraction. His entire reason for being here in Mystery's bed, naked, was to pin him down and make love to him, as a demon like Romance tends to do. And he will, in a moment. He's currently savoring the attention he's getting, hand dragging up Mystery's back, nails light over his spine. ]
I think I will.
[ He shivers, Mystery's tongue leaving a cool trail of damp over his skin, and his grip tightens a fraction. His entire reason for being here in Mystery's bed, naked, was to pin him down and make love to him, as a demon like Romance tends to do. And he will, in a moment. He's currently savoring the attention he's getting, hand dragging up Mystery's back, nails light over his spine. ]
[a small smile quirks his lips at the edges, the gesture probably able to be felt rather than seen in this case, and he lets his hand wander further down romance's chest.]
Good.
[again, his mouth drifts across romance's throat, the gesture sweet and soft, but then he teases with his teeth shortly afterward, a silent promise that he plans to leave him with more marks once given the chance. instead of doing so right that second, however, he leans and presses his face into romance's shoulder, effectively muffling the soft groan that escapes him at the sensation of nails moving over his back. he fully expects romance to pin him down and make love to him, but just this, the little touches and kisses, are almost enough to distract him from that.]
Good.
[again, his mouth drifts across romance's throat, the gesture sweet and soft, but then he teases with his teeth shortly afterward, a silent promise that he plans to leave him with more marks once given the chance. instead of doing so right that second, however, he leans and presses his face into romance's shoulder, effectively muffling the soft groan that escapes him at the sensation of nails moving over his back. he fully expects romance to pin him down and make love to him, but just this, the little touches and kisses, are almost enough to distract him from that.]
[perhaps mystery will break sooner rather than later and finally admit that he's afraid, that he's worried something is going to happen to them and they won't be together forever, but until that time comes, all he can do is appreciate the fact that romance is being patient with him.
he presses his forehead against romance's hand now, gently squeezing his fingers around it, his breath catching slightly whenever romance nips at his ear.]
I— I know. I'm not letting you go, either.
he presses his forehead against romance's hand now, gently squeezing his fingers around it, his breath catching slightly whenever romance nips at his ear.]
I— I know. I'm not letting you go, either.
[ It's a valid fear with the lives they lead, with this craziness Jinu's led them into. Romance is afraid of the same things, but he's also very rooted in the now of whatever this is.
He's pleased with the answer, and hums softly against Mystery's ear before speaking. ]
I think we should take off our clothes now, don't you?
He's pleased with the answer, and hums softly against Mystery's ear before speaking. ]
I think we should take off our clothes now, don't you?
[ Romance’s breath catches when Mystery’s teeth graze over his skin. It’s embarrassingly easy, the way his whole body reacts to even the suggestion of being marked, like he's been waiting for Mystery’s mouth specifically his entire life. Even his skin knows who it belongs to.
His nails turn sharp, dragging up the length of his back, back down, then back up. There's a pleased purr in his chest, deep and primal, a soft rumble vibrating through his bones. He'll put up with the sweet kisses, the touches fora few moments more, but then he's rolling them, settling over Mystery, a knee between his thighs.
He brushes his mouth against Mystery’s jaw, then his cheek, then the corner of his lip; soft and almost maddening in how gentle it is compared to where this is clearly going. ]
I think you've ruined me, my little star.
His nails turn sharp, dragging up the length of his back, back down, then back up. There's a pleased purr in his chest, deep and primal, a soft rumble vibrating through his bones. He'll put up with the sweet kisses, the touches fora few moments more, but then he's rolling them, settling over Mystery, a knee between his thighs.
He brushes his mouth against Mystery’s jaw, then his cheek, then the corner of his lip; soft and almost maddening in how gentle it is compared to where this is clearly going. ]
I think you've ruined me, my little star.
[ Romance is making every effort to not pay too much attention to the disaster they've made of his living space. His bed. His coverlet. His mirror. His headboard. His rug...
God. He's going to simply have to redo the entire room. There's not any getting around it - this is a disaster. As such, it isn't a distant thought, interior design ideas hovering on the cusp - but there are a few more pressing issues that demand his attention at present.
Like the fact that yes, his bed is a mess, and that means he is, too. Filthy, actually, and now that he's slowly coming back to himself and reluctantly shaking loose of the lovers chokehold he's been in, Romance is realizing just how foul he actually is. ]
Dear God.
[ His nose wrinkles, and while he doesn't peel himself away from Abby, his tone is more than a smidge dismayed.
He also has more to say about the matter, but the kiss and smack of palm to ass has him squawking indignantly, though it's more bluster than it is anything else. The kiss keeps him placated - but Abby is right, they are going to be interrupted if they don't start moving. It's Jinu's Big Day, after all. ]
I need...a shower. [ He needs a firehose is what he needs, but that likely isn't available un the underworld. ]
God. He's going to simply have to redo the entire room. There's not any getting around it - this is a disaster. As such, it isn't a distant thought, interior design ideas hovering on the cusp - but there are a few more pressing issues that demand his attention at present.
Like the fact that yes, his bed is a mess, and that means he is, too. Filthy, actually, and now that he's slowly coming back to himself and reluctantly shaking loose of the lovers chokehold he's been in, Romance is realizing just how foul he actually is. ]
Dear God.
[ His nose wrinkles, and while he doesn't peel himself away from Abby, his tone is more than a smidge dismayed.
He also has more to say about the matter, but the kiss and smack of palm to ass has him squawking indignantly, though it's more bluster than it is anything else. The kiss keeps him placated - but Abby is right, they are going to be interrupted if they don't start moving. It's Jinu's Big Day, after all. ]
I need...a shower. [ He needs a firehose is what he needs, but that likely isn't available un the underworld. ]
[the way romance's breath hitches makes his own body shiver, as if he's the one being teased rather than the other way around. to be fair, he is sort of teasing himself by being so gentle and careful, but it's probably nothing in comparison to the way his teeth drag over romance's skin.
however, romance does get him back, what with the claws moving up and down and up his back. he arches against him, his own breath stuttering softly, the meticulous motions of his hands and mouth hesitating for a moment. it's enough for romance to take advantage and roll them until he's on his back, both of his arms moving to wrap around romance's shoulders and gripping tight when that knee moves between his legs. whatever little bit of willpower he has wavers and, despite his attempts to stay still, he faintly rolls his hips, a quiet groan passing his lips as he does.
he exhales slow and measured, trying not to shake again, one of his hands moving so he can graze painted nails along romance's shoulderblades while the other demon kisses him all over his face. “my little star.” ugh, his heart . . . ]
Then it's only fair that you ruin me in return, yes?
however, romance does get him back, what with the claws moving up and down and up his back. he arches against him, his own breath stuttering softly, the meticulous motions of his hands and mouth hesitating for a moment. it's enough for romance to take advantage and roll them until he's on his back, both of his arms moving to wrap around romance's shoulders and gripping tight when that knee moves between his legs. whatever little bit of willpower he has wavers and, despite his attempts to stay still, he faintly rolls his hips, a quiet groan passing his lips as he does.
he exhales slow and measured, trying not to shake again, one of his hands moving so he can graze painted nails along romance's shoulderblades while the other demon kisses him all over his face. “my little star.” ugh, his heart . . . ]
Then it's only fair that you ruin me in return, yes?
[that's what mystery should do rather than letting himself get too far ahead in the future. luckily, romance is helping him do that, even if it's a slow transition into it.
his head lifts from romance's hand, though his other one joins in holding it, his fingers stroking along romance's for encouragement like it's something he really needs.]
Yes. [with clear reluctance, he releases romance's hand and lowers both of his own to rest on romance's hips, his thumbs tapping idly.] You might have to get off of me, though. [it'll be somewhat difficult to try and remove his pants with romance still on his lap, after all.]
his head lifts from romance's hand, though his other one joins in holding it, his fingers stroking along romance's for encouragement like it's something he really needs.]
Yes. [with clear reluctance, he releases romance's hand and lowers both of his own to rest on romance's hips, his thumbs tapping idly.] You might have to get off of me, though. [it'll be somewhat difficult to try and remove his pants with romance still on his lap, after all.]
[ His pretty, shining star. ]
I think that's fair.
[ Lips, cheeks, forehead, eyelids - Romance drops soft, sweet kisses everywhere he's able, shivering at Mystery's nails down his back. His cock gives an interested twitch, and a smile curves at his lips.
Working a hand up under Mystery's head he cradles him gently, brushing their noses, leaving him on read for a kiss for longer than is necessary before dipping in, claiming Mystery's mouth fully. It's hungry and deep, and Romance savors the taste of it, the way their tongues slide together, the way he gets harder between his thighs, how his human skin flushes pink in the heat of it. ]
But I'm going to ruin you properly. [ He lets his teeth drag over Mystery's lower lip before he speaks again, voice pitched low. ] And gently. I'm going to take my time with you, Mystery. You won't know anyone's name but mine when I'm finished with you.
I think that's fair.
[ Lips, cheeks, forehead, eyelids - Romance drops soft, sweet kisses everywhere he's able, shivering at Mystery's nails down his back. His cock gives an interested twitch, and a smile curves at his lips.
Working a hand up under Mystery's head he cradles him gently, brushing their noses, leaving him on read for a kiss for longer than is necessary before dipping in, claiming Mystery's mouth fully. It's hungry and deep, and Romance savors the taste of it, the way their tongues slide together, the way he gets harder between his thighs, how his human skin flushes pink in the heat of it. ]
But I'm going to ruin you properly. [ He lets his teeth drag over Mystery's lower lip before he speaks again, voice pitched low. ] And gently. I'm going to take my time with you, Mystery. You won't know anyone's name but mine when I'm finished with you.
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