#( v002.theo )

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theo feared half of the people in the hideout were already... very much aware of them. the mercenary often came to visit despite being busy, he'd hole himself up in clive's chambers and more often than not would they indulge in each other's presence, they'd eat it right up and theo couldn't help it. clive turned him into an insatiable lover. he could never get enough of the man and now that they had promised to marry, he could feel the desire stirring inside of him to make love to clive, once more, again, all over anew.

"i think a few might already know." pressing his lips against the other's, his hands started to explore his lover's body. it was a little like, whenever his fingers felt the smooth skin of clive right beneath, he'd always find something new, something else to love on, although he supposed to rubbing his hands over clive's crotch was absolutely nothing new---but not any less he'd love to do to his man.

"i love you, clive. i can't wait to be officially yours. you're all i need."

This is becoming all the more real, especially when Theo says they should get married next week. It's such little time that it both scares and excites Clive. He knows time is short and he wants to spend the rest of whatever time he may have left married to the man beside him.

His eyes soften and he tilts into the other's touch. Is this what domestic bliss feels like? He never dared to imagine a life beyond the present but maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing to do so.

"Of course. I have no intention of hiding such a thing from them. I only hope they do not make a rather large fuss about it."

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’ let’s take it outside! ’ / @ theo

@bvrnitall / /  Things are rough all over. / / accepting!

The yelling of two individuals could be heard through the streets of their broken neighborhood. Leave it to Theo and Minchae to start arguing once more about something so aimless. At Jordan’s words, he looked up and over towards the younger of the group. Were the two really getting that out of hand? Okay, that wasn’t even a question. He could tell by the fear written all over his sister’s face, her covering her own head in thought of having another panic attack. His fist was mere inches from the other’s face before pulling back. Minchae didn’t even look a bit scared, almost like he’d welcome the punch. 

“Outside it is then,” his words came out like venom, glancing towards his sister once more, Theo didn’t really know what to say. He knew he’d inherited his father’s temper along with anger issues, but he’d never wanted to scare his sister. “Jodan look after Thorin.” his words soft as Minchae hurried out of the house, Theo close behind him. Slamming the door shut as he went. 

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"let's do it.... in about a week. i... want to be your husband before you face the ultimate threat. i know what i am getting myself into, even if i believe in you wholly. you have all my trust, clive. i would love to have your ring on my finger - or whatever it is we decide to give each other to remind one another of our existence - before all hell breaks lose." he reached over to stroke clive's face. each morning he'd love to wake up next to this man, maybe even adopt an orphan and raise it as their child. this was obviously only possible, if ultima was defeated and they could settle down.

maybe this was never going to happen, but nothing would stop him from imagining such a sweet domestic life. ever since he met the prince, he wanted nothing else than to just spend all his time with clive. it didn't matter who he was or where he came from, theo was nothing more than a dirt poor mercenary. he had no standards really, living had always been quite tough, especially with such a strict sister.

"in all of eternity, i'd love to be bonded with you." theo smiled softly, leaning down to give clive a kiss on his forehead. "would it be alright with you, if they all knew? this is your family, after all."

For a second, Clive doubts the decision to tell Theo. He doesn't want the man to worry more but he deserves to be told instead of kept in the dark. He thinks Theo worries more when he doesn't know what Clive is out there doing.

As he's pulled closer, he snuggles into the other's side, head laying on his chest with his chin resting against him so that he can look up at his boyfriend, lips curling in a soft smile at his lover's words.

"I would like that, my love. Very much." Marriage is not something he'd ever thought he'd have or be worthy of but Theo makes him want it. Before or after this entire thing ends - if he survives it in the end, that is. Maybe better to do it before facing Ultima? But would that be cruel? Clive doesn't know.

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mythos, huh? it wasn't of importance to theodore if his boyfriend was a mystical being or just a man named clive rosfield but this had dire consequences, didn't it? there were people after him who wanted something from him. it was worrisome, it really was and it would never entirely leave the mercenary's mind. he had fallen so deeply for clive, that it hurt to be apart, to not know at any given time and moment if his boyfriend was doing well or if he was in danger.

"you've always been a little too hot to handle, knew it." theo joked, pulling clive impossibly closer. "i want to make love to you properly, pledge to spend my life with you, forever. officially." he knew it didn't make much sense. his people knew---most probably---and they had plenty of great and satisfying sex, but at times it was needy or rushed or slightly aggressive. he wanted to truly let clive know and feel how much he meant to him.

"you're like a gentle flame, clive."

Maybe it's time Theo knew. At least a little. A part of Clive feels bad that Theo doesn't know much about it at all and he worries it will only make Theo worry more but he deserves to know.

"I am Clive, you're right, but there are some people who call me Mythos." He almost winces at the name, he hates it so much. He hates being referred to as that thing. "I can absorb the abilities of other dominants and wield them as my own. My brother is a dominant, this is true, but I am a dominant of fire too. Ifrit."

A chuckle leaves his lips and he tilts upwards to brush his lips against Theo's. "I'm already yours, Theo. I have always been yours."

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"i am wondering about your past. i never asked, i am interested but i do understand that it's hurtful to you. i don't wanna open up wounds that should remain closed. sometimes i wonder about what you are. i know you're clive, but why can clive wield all sorts of magic so easily? you're a dominant... but your brother also is one. people keep lots of secrets here and it's not my business but i also can't help feeling curious sometimes... i guess, overall, i am just worried. about you, our future. i fear... that our time will run out one day..." he just knew that clive would one day rid them of the blight in some way. he was going to confront the cause. he didn't want to let go, lose him.

the mercenary looked down at clive, nodding. he didn't seem to think he was worth marrying, but something like that never occurred to theo. he was in love with clive, the last logical step was to marry. he was not going to look for someone else, he was happy, fulfilled, he wanted to make sure that clive followed his ideals and stay by his side, watch over him even if he had no way of helping his lover with his cause of liberation.

"be mine, clive rosfield."

There seems to be a million thoughts running around in that pretty head of Theo's. Clive has learned to be quite observant over his time in the army and as Cid The Outlaw. Hypervigilant due to his past, he notices even the slightest changes. "What are you thinking about?"

It surprises Clive that Theo has never asked him about his past, it's not something he is fond of talking about, but he also knows Theo must be curious. Still, he won't bring it up unless Theo does.

"I-" Clive lifts his head to look at Theo, eyes suddenly widening in surprise. They've never talked about marriage before and honestly, Clive isn't sure why anyone would want to be married to him. "You want to marry me?"

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theodore reached down to gently stroke clive's hair, playing with a few strands, a smile constantly on his face. being with the dominant felt like being home. he had become so accustomed to his scent, the warmth and how soft he was despite the fact he showed off his pecs rather shamelessly. clive... didn't really seem to realize and that was quite adorable, too. despite being able to wield all these crazy powers, he was very down to earth and stuck to being a wonderful new cid. sometimes a bit too dedicated, but theo understood. this was beyond important to clive, since he was branded a bearer as well even though the mark was gone.

he had never really asked him about his past. theo was aware that clive was clive rosfield, royalty. how he ended up being branded must have been an awful scheme. he heard a bit about it from the man's companions but he... didn't think he should make clive think about all the things that hurt him and probably made him feel beyond uncomfortable. same applied to the fact clive was so special---wielding different kinds of magic was just one aspect of why he was just that different.

it worried theo, yet he'd never stop his lover.

"i'll always be waiting for you to come back, clive. until that day where i can put a ring on you and call you mine." it didn't have to be official, but theo would love to spend the rest of his life with clive. until they grow old, until he had to say goodbye.

he wouldn't want to let go of the person most important to him, not unless they both lived life to the fullest.

"I crave your touch too. Always." Even if it's just simple affection like this and not sex. Affection is just as good, he relishes in it just as much, when it has been missing from his life for so long.

They don't talk about it much. Clive's not even sure Theo knows he's not just the dominant of fire but Mythos. Able to absorb powers. He doesn't like to talk about Ultima or Mythos when he's with Theo.

"I'll always try to come back to you." He can't promise he won't lose his life in his mission but until then, he will try like hell to get back to Theo every single time. "The bearers are all safe, too. They're here at the hideaway. It will take them some adjustment but I'll help them - I know well how it feels."

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when clive pressed his face even harder against his chest theo could only chuckle softly. "i don't mind if everyone knows how much i desire you... and i'll let you know whenever i think i should." arms gently rubbed over clive's back, lips still pressed to his boyfriend's forehead. "my body craves your touch."

settling into a comfortable position, the mercenary sighed. his man was such a hero, clive was absolutely selfless. a bit too much for his taste. it was a very good quality in a person, theo admired this trait because while he loved to help, he wouldn't take on a job he wouldn't be able to handle. he simply wasn't a dominant.

it did sometimes make him wonder what kind of power was surging through clive's body.

"glad that worked out for you. it's good to know you're safe and sound back in my arms." theodore smiled a little, it was indeed a very good feeling. now he could just enjoy every single second with his love. not often this chance came around, given both thought of helping as their duty.

The mention of jerking him off makes Clive press his face against the other's chest so that the blush on his face isn't so obvious. Yeah, he hates that they had been interrupted but as leader of the Hideaway, sometimes it can't be helped. "You're shameless." Clive mutters against his chest, though it's said teasingly.

He doesn't mind it. Not at all.

"Yes. I had to step in and save some bearers." That were being treated horribly, caged up like animals, Clive knows what it's like so if there are bearers in need - he'd jump at the chance to help them. "But, I'm glad to be back."

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theo knew how important clive's cause was as well as how important this cause was to him. he took over cid's duty, responsibilities and ambitions. sometimes it scared him a little, but know the man could wield all sorts of different magic made theo think that perhaos clive was meant to do this. he had no unreasonable belief in fate or such, way too far from reality, but clive could do things nobody else could. he wasn't blind to such things even if he wasn't involved in the inner circles.

"hey, hey, i just wanted to cuddle with my adorable boyfriend. it has been a while and last time i barely got to jerk you off. a shame." theo pouted a little but he wasn't complaining when he could hold his boyfriend like this in his arms, press a kiss to the top of his head.

"much, much better. did everything go well?" he asked curiously, snuggling impossibly closer. clive needed rest after this, theo would hold himself back from any unnecessary thoughts just because it had been... yeah, he didn't know. he was busy with his mercenary tasks and clive was out on duty doing... whatever. theo never asked for details. he was curious, but knowing more would mean that theo would probably end up even more worried.

"I'm sorry I worried you." Sometimes being 'Cid The Outlaw' requires him to go away for missions for a few days, sometimes even longer, and he hates that he worried Theo but sometimes it can't be helped. The man always seems to understand which makes Clive feel a little better about it.

"I missed you too. More than words can possibly express." Being without Theo at his side feels like torture but he takes comfort in knowing the man will always be there when he returns, waiting for him in his room like this.

"Of course." A smile curls the corners of his lips upwards, gentle in nature and one of utter fondness. "How could I ever refuse you?" Clive teases, kicking boots off before making his way over to the bed to lay down next to Theo.

Instantly, he curls up against him - head against chest and his arm wrapped around his middle while his leg moves to tangle with Theo's, "Better?"