[take his time??? oh no, he's definitely stuffing this danish into a little paper bag and teleporting the fuck out of the store and he does not care; romance is waiting for him in his bed and that's what really matters here.]
[ heh. Romance knows the effect he's having, can almost see for himself Mystery's expression, just how much Romance is winding him up, and he's incredibly smug about it. ]
Good. Come home.
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don't worry, romance, he's coming as fast as he can—
[as he should be, honestly. mystery didn't think he could get so wound up from a couple of pictures, but wow, romance sure proved him wrong.]
I'm almost there.
[seriously though, it takes him about three whole minutes to get back and he doesn't even hesitate to teleport into his room, falling back against the door, a little disoriented and breathing heavy, but that doesn't matter. his attention is immediately on romance and, if it weren't for his hair covering his face like always, the wild look in his eyes would be very visible.
he makes his way over to the bed, doing his best not to stumble, one hand planting on the edge of it to balance himself out as he offers the little package for romance to take.]
[ Mystery porting in and hitting the door with a soft this isn’t even that shocking. Romance knows what kind of effect he can have on people, and mystery seems particularly susceptible for some reason.
Maybe it’s why it’s such fun to tease. ]
Thank you, Mystery.
[ He’s going to set it on the side table for a moment so it doesn’t get knocked out of his hands, beckoning Mystery into bed. ]
[for some reason. maybe it's because romance constantly looks like a delectable snack? especially when he's sitting in his bed amongst his blankets like he belongs there. he's still breathing heavy, fingers cinching around the bedspread, his heart jackhammering against his ribs like it'll burst free at any moment.
sure, maybe it makes him easier to tease, but it also makes him more responsive.]
You're welcome.
[his voice is slightly strained, edging on whining when he's urged to come closer. he hurriedly toes his shoes off and climbs further up the bed, all but collapsing into romance's lap, both arms circling his midsection, his forehead dropping to rest against his shoulder.
mystery begins pressing kisses to romance's collarbones and chest, a soft little sigh passing his lips afterward.] I hope you like it.
[ Mystery is so reactive, Romance absolutely adores it.
He shifts his position to Mystery has room to crawl up the bed and collapse in his arms, his hands slipping around him, pushing up into his hair, leaning his head against him. ]
I'm sure I will. I really do appreciate you bringing it.
[thank goodness, because it's definitely one of those things that he thinks might be Too Much at times. if romance likes it, that means it isn't, and he can take solace in that fact.
a quiet, affirmative little hum is his only response at first, his mouth moving along those lovely collarbones again before he tilts to rest his head against romance's shoulder, his hands kneading up and over his back then down again.]
[ He gets an arm around Mystery's waist, still teasing at his hair with the other. It's soft and Mystery smells good as always, and he's so very warm against Romance's body. ]
Are you sure you're alright with me being in your room?
[ The answer is completely obvious, but Romance wants to hear it anyway. ]
[that arm around his waist only makes him wriggle closer, both hands reaching to grasp romance's shoulders, his face nuzzling into the crook of his neck like if he doesn't do it now, someone will stop him. romance feels so nice against him and he immediately wants to strip down and be naked alongside him, but he can't bring himself to pull away yet.
at the question, however, he does withdraw and tilt his head enough to look up at romance, his expression momentarily wrinkled before he answers.]
Of course I am. [then, he softens slightly, one hand moving around and up to touch romance's face, the pad of his thumb stroking over the fullness of his cheek.] You can be here any time you want.
I did just barge in while you weren't here without asking.
[ Which, you know. Could be considered rude. But he likes it in here, it smells like Mystery and...well. Mystery's reactions to Romance are rather flattering. He has no idea why it's him Mystery reacts to like that, all flustered, the rest of the boys are as pretty as he is, but here they are. ]
And I don't mind. There's nothing in here I don't want you to see.
[true, it could be, but he has nothing to hide from romance. if the other demon wants to be in his room for whatever reason, he's more than welcome. as for why he reacts the way he does to romance, well... it's something he's still figuring out himself, to be honest. the other boys have flustered him in ways, multiple times, even, but there's something about romance that just makes his heart both soar and drop straight into his stomach at the same time.]
Ah... okay.
[he shifts slightly, reluctantly peeling himself away from romance so he can start undressing. the jacket goes first, followed by his long-sleeved turtleneck shirt, then he moves on to his pants, shimmying them and his underwear down and off. once he's completely nude, he drops down beside romance, tucking an arm underneath his head while the opposite hand reaches to brush through romance's bangs.] Better?
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. ]
[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.
[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.
[ 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. ]
[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.]
[ 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. ]
[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?
[ 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.
[seriously, all these nicknames are what's going to really ruin him—
he hums a little noise of approval though, his eyes sinking shut with every kiss that romance leaves behind on him, the press of his nails becoming slightly harder as he moves up romance's back, over his shoulder and across his chest, his motions pausing there for now. his fingers tap idly, as if he's preparing to do something else, but he doesn't. not yet, anyway.
that hand sliding up underneath his head has him sighing, his lips quirking as romance brushes their noses together, the impatience slowly starting to build the longer he's left unkissed properly. but then romance does kiss him and he swears he can see stars, blinking into his vision while he kisses him back with fervor, his own cock twitching as he shifts his hips again. from his hairline to his collarbones, mystery is blushing, clearly already turned-on and prepared for what comes next, even if romance's words immediately slow down any thoughts he had about jumping right into things.
his pulse is becoming much faster than he'd thought it could, heart pounding against his ribcage like it might escape at any minute. he groans again as romance's teeth catch his lower lip, his other hand moving to cup his partner's face, fingertips pressing lightly but firmly.] That sounds exactly like what I want, Romance. Nothing but your name spilling from my lips over and over again.
[ Maybe one day, Romance will tell Mystery his real name - if he can drag it out of the dregs of his memory, anyway. At any rate, Romance is fine, it's what he's gone by for so long it's almost more comfortable than what he used to be called.
His smile spreads, tipping his face into Mystery's hand, turning to brush his lips over his palms, his fingertips. ]
Good.
[ A kiss turns into a nip of his thumb before he speaks again. ]
[and maybe one day, mystery will figure out a name for himself to give romance in return, because he certainly doesn't remember the one he had when he was still human. it would be nice though, calling each other by something normal, but for as long as they've had these names, they might as well be that. they're definitely probably more comfortable.
he holds his hand steady as romance kisses his palm and fingertips, a soft sigh passing his lips when he nips his thumb, his head nodding with agreement.
then romance is saying he wants to see his patterns. it makes him give pause, if only for a minute, though he does eventually let them show, the markings spreading across his skin like ink on paper. they come as naturally as breathing and when he reopens his eyes, they're brilliantly gold, only softened by the affection he has for romance.]
I want to see yours, too. [it's only fair, right? the two of them being themselves around one another.]
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[ Sprawled naked on Mystery's bed, burrowed in blankets that smell like him. ]
I'll wait forever, take your time.
completely *shook*
[take his time??? oh no, he's definitely stuffing this danish into a little paper bag and teleporting the fuck out of the store and he does not care; romance is waiting for him in his bed and that's what really matters here.]
I won't make you wait forever.
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Good. Come home.
don't worry, romance, he's coming as fast as he can—
I'm almost there.
[seriously though, it takes him about three whole minutes to get back and he doesn't even hesitate to teleport into his room, falling back against the door, a little disoriented and breathing heavy, but that doesn't matter. his attention is immediately on romance and, if it weren't for his hair covering his face like always, the wild look in his eyes would be very visible.
he makes his way over to the bed, doing his best not to stumble, one hand planting on the edge of it to balance himself out as he offers the little package for romance to take.]
he’s coming huh
Maybe it’s why it’s such fun to tease. ]
Thank you, Mystery.
[ He’s going to set it on the side table for a moment so it doesn’t get knocked out of his hands, beckoning Mystery into bed. ]
It’s no fun if I’m alone over here. Come.
not like *that* yet, thankfully
sure, maybe it makes him easier to tease, but it also makes him more responsive.]
You're welcome.
[his voice is slightly strained, edging on whining when he's urged to come closer. he hurriedly toes his shoes off and climbs further up the bed, all but collapsing into romance's lap, both arms circling his midsection, his forehead dropping to rest against his shoulder.
mystery begins pressing kisses to romance's collarbones and chest, a soft little sigh passing his lips afterward.] I hope you like it.
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He shifts his position to Mystery has room to crawl up the bed and collapse in his arms, his hands slipping around him, pushing up into his hair, leaning his head against him. ]
I'm sure I will. I really do appreciate you bringing it.
he has some self-control (sometimes)
a quiet, affirmative little hum is his only response at first, his mouth moving along those lovely collarbones again before he tilts to rest his head against romance's shoulder, his hands kneading up and over his back then down again.]
I'm happy to have brought it for you.
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Are you sure you're alright with me being in your room?
[ The answer is completely obvious, but Romance wants to hear it anyway. ]
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at the question, however, he does withdraw and tilt his head enough to look up at romance, his expression momentarily wrinkled before he answers.]
Of course I am. [then, he softens slightly, one hand moving around and up to touch romance's face, the pad of his thumb stroking over the fullness of his cheek.] You can be here any time you want.
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[ Which, you know. Could be considered rude. But he likes it in here, it smells like Mystery and...well. Mystery's reactions to Romance are rather flattering. He has no idea why it's him Mystery reacts to like that, all flustered, the rest of the boys are as pretty as he is, but here they are. ]
You should take your clothes off and lay with me.
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[true, it could be, but he has nothing to hide from romance. if the other demon wants to be in his room for whatever reason, he's more than welcome. as for why he reacts the way he does to romance, well... it's something he's still figuring out himself, to be honest. the other boys have flustered him in ways, multiple times, even, but there's something about romance that just makes his heart both soar and drop straight into his stomach at the same time.]
Ah... okay.
[he shifts slightly, reluctantly peeling himself away from romance so he can start undressing. the jacket goes first, followed by his long-sleeved turtleneck shirt, then he moves on to his pants, shimmying them and his underwear down and off. once he's completely nude, he drops down beside romance, tucking an arm underneath his head while the opposite hand reaches to brush through romance's bangs.] Better?
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[ 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.
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[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.
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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.
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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.
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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. ]
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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.]
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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.
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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?
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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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he hums a little noise of approval though, his eyes sinking shut with every kiss that romance leaves behind on him, the press of his nails becoming slightly harder as he moves up romance's back, over his shoulder and across his chest, his motions pausing there for now. his fingers tap idly, as if he's preparing to do something else, but he doesn't. not yet, anyway.
that hand sliding up underneath his head has him sighing, his lips quirking as romance brushes their noses together, the impatience slowly starting to build the longer he's left unkissed properly. but then romance does kiss him and he swears he can see stars, blinking into his vision while he kisses him back with fervor, his own cock twitching as he shifts his hips again. from his hairline to his collarbones, mystery is blushing, clearly already turned-on and prepared for what comes next, even if romance's words immediately slow down any thoughts he had about jumping right into things.
his pulse is becoming much faster than he'd thought it could, heart pounding against his ribcage like it might escape at any minute. he groans again as romance's teeth catch his lower lip, his other hand moving to cup his partner's face, fingertips pressing lightly but firmly.] That sounds exactly like what I want, Romance. Nothing but your name spilling from my lips over and over again.
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His smile spreads, tipping his face into Mystery's hand, turning to brush his lips over his palms, his fingertips. ]
Good.
[ A kiss turns into a nip of his thumb before he speaks again. ]
Let me see your lovely patterns, my darling.
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he holds his hand steady as romance kisses his palm and fingertips, a soft sigh passing his lips when he nips his thumb, his head nodding with agreement.
then romance is saying he wants to see his patterns. it makes him give pause, if only for a minute, though he does eventually let them show, the markings spreading across his skin like ink on paper. they come as naturally as breathing and when he reopens his eyes, they're brilliantly gold, only softened by the affection he has for romance.]
I want to see yours, too. [it's only fair, right? the two of them being themselves around one another.]