#I can safely say my play hours have gone up by 100+ ever since hehe

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A Gaggle of Children from a Tortured Mind of One

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suit up - hawks x f. reader

the one where keigo marries the girl of his dreams, and then takes her home and shows her just how loved she is. title cred/inspo: suit up by jonghyun

notes/warnings: smut and fluff (your teeth may rot and fall out, you’ve been warned), soft dom!keigo, praise kink, slight size kink, oral (f. receiving), unprotected sex + creampie. reader and kei use the traffic light safe word system and they review it beforehand, and he checks in with her at one point but she’s green, so everything is 100% consensual. they flirt + kei says explicit things at the reception but nothing /actually/ happens in public. mentions of alcohol

wc: 5.3k

a/n: this idea’s been bouncing around my head for a while bc i wanna marry this dumbass so bad :’) my first full hawks fic!! im so happy hehe

Beautiful.  

You’re so beautiful.

Keigo’s always known, of course. He’s found you beautiful since the very first moment that he laid his eyes on you, all those years ago. He tells you that you’re beautiful every single day, no matter how much you roll your eyes or jokingly tell him to shut up.

You’re beautiful all the time, but there are certain moments that leave him especially breathless. The day that you foolishly challenged Rumi to an arm-wrestling match. The determined look in your eye as you clenched your fist, sweat dripping down your brow and arm muscles straining (you lost, of course – the rabbit hero was ridiculously jacked). The brilliant smile that graces your face whenever he brings you flowers or little souvenirs from his work trips. The very first morning after you moved into his penthouse, when he woke up next to your peaceful sleeping form, and realized that he’d have mornings like this for the rest of his life.

The day that he flew you up to the mountains for a starlit picnic. The smile on your face as you polished off your meal, and the way that your hand flew up to your mouth when he got down on one knee. Your teary-eyed look of pure love as he slipped the ring onto your finger, the diamond gleaming like one of the stars that shone down on you. The way that your eyes rolled back and your legs wrapped around his waist when he took you home and fucked you for hours.

And right now. Keigo swore that his heart damn near burst at the sight of you. The organist was playing, but he couldn’t hear the notes, couldn’t hear anything besides the blood rushing in his ears. Your hands clasped an elegant flower bouquet, and Keigo was sure that the blossoms were pretty, but he couldn’t spare even a second to glance at them. No, his entire focus was trained on you. You, with your beautiful dress that perfectly accentuated the body that he loved so much. When your eyes raised to meet his, and that perfect smile worked its way across your face… he had to bite his inner cheek to try and hold the tears back.

In a simultaneous eternity and heartbeat, you were handing off your bouquet to a bridesmaid and clasping Keigo’s large hands with your much smaller ones. The officiant was speaking, but Keigo didn’t process any of it. The sight of your eyes shining up at him, more beautiful than any of the stars in the night sky, was the only thing anchoring him to the world. He felt like he was floating through a dreamscape with only you, the happiness in his chest powerful and all-encompassing.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You’re talking to a group of your old friends from high school when a tap against your shoulder grabs your attention, and you turn to see your fiancé – no, your husband – smirking down at you. He wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you close. “Excuse me, ladies,” he says to your friends. “Mind if I steal her for a moment?” His amber eyes glint mischievously, and you swear that a whole swarm of butterflies take flight in your stomach.

Your friends giggle and nod, and then Keigo’s spinning you around so that you’re face-to-face. He’s stunning, in his black suit and red dress shirt, the shade of crimson matching his wings perfectly. “Dance with me, dove,” he says, before leaning down to press a quick kiss against your lips. You nod, and he leads you towards the center of the venue, where most of your guests are dancing to some cheesy pop song. Keigo nods at the DJ, who nods back and switches to the music. Soft synth notes travel through the speakers, before the singer’s dreamy voice floods your ears.

Your hands find their way to his broad shoulders. His wings move to wrap around you protectively. You’re not sure if he even realizes that he does it – it’s such a normal thing, now, for him to shield you, to create a little cocoon for the two of you. You frown as you feel his muscles moving underneath your fingers. “You’re too tense,” you say, fingers gently kneading at the parts of his back that you can reach. “Let me give you a massage once we get home.”

He chuckles, one of his own hands coming up to capture yours. He laces your fingers together before bringing your hand up to his lips and pressing a gentle kiss against your skin. The look he gives you is so tender, the love radiating off his body so palpable, that it makes your knees feel week. “Sweet, but I’m the one who’s going to be taking care of you tonight.” You open your mouth to protest, but he tuts, and a feather flies up to shush at your lips. “No, listen. You’re driving me crazy. Every time I turn my head, I see you looking so damn beautiful that my heart stops. Makes me wanna just pull you away and rip that pretty dress off.”

You gasp at his words, a pretty blush dusting your cheeks. “Kei! People are gonna hear you!”

He shrugs, pulling you even closer and swaying your bodies lightly to the music. “Let them,” he says nonchalantly, but the glint in his eye is pure sin. He leans down so that his lips brush against the shell of your ear. You can’t help the shudder that wracks through your body as his warm breath hits your skin. “You’re so cute when you’re blushing like that. Did I make you flustered, baby?” His fingers release yours, instead gripping your chin and forcing you to meet his eyes. “Answer me, love.”

You nod, feeling small. Only Keigo can affect you like this, can reduce you to a trembling mess with just a few words.

You love it.

He smirks at your confession, pressing a kiss against your cheek before leaning his forehead against yours. “What do you say we jump ship, babe?” Your confusion must show on your face, because he continues. “I think I might die if I have to wait much longer to get my hands on you. And judging by the way you’re acting… I’d bet good money that you’re already dripping for me.”

“Kei!” You swat at his chest before burying your face in it. He laughs, one of his real, genuine laughs that makes your heart soar, before kissing the crown of your head.

“I don’t see you denying it.”

“Shut up.”

“Aw, is my cute little wife flustered?”

Wife. The word sounds so pretty rolling off his lips that you can’t resist retreating from the safety of his chest to press your lips against his. He cups your face with one of his large, rough hands and kisses you back. His wings shift to cover you up before the hand on your waist moves down to pinch at your ass – or, at least, it tries. The layers of your dress obstruct him, and he growls in frustration.

You can’t help but whine as well. You want him all the time, of course. Years of being together haven’t changed how fucking badly you want him all the time. You’d used up all your willpower behaving for the ceremony and the reception so far. You’d been good, had kept your hands to yourself throughout dinner and the toasts. But now, the mix of his body against yours, the dirty words that he’d whispered into your ear, and the cocktails running through your bloodstream were making it very hard for you to ignore the pooling heat between your legs.

You wanted him. You wanted your husband.

“Please,” you whisper. Under normal circumstances, you’d hate how whiny and pathetic you sound, but you’re too far gone to care. “Please, let’s go, Kei. Need you.”

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

A few whispered words to Rumi, and a knowing smirk from her, and you were gone. It was surprisingly easy to slip out the venue. You’d expected to be stopped by some nosy family member, but it seemed that everyone was too tipsy and having too much fun to care. Nevertheless, you had to be careful once you stepped out into the fresh night air. The number two hero’s wedding was perfect paparazzi bait. You didn’t even want to think about the feeding frenzy that the media would go into if they caught sight of you now.

The night sky was like a shield, though, and it protected you from prying eyes. You’d been discreet when picking the wedding and reception venues, and even more discreet in choosing your honeymoon destination. Tomorrow morning, you and Keigo would fly up to the mountains, where he’d rented a little cabin for the two of you. By some miracle, he’d managed to get a whole week off work – a whole week where you’d have him, entirely to yourself.

But right now, you aren’t thinking about tomorrow morning, or the lovely, peaceful honeymoon that you were about to embark on. Right now, the only thing you can think about is Keigo. Keigo, with his beautifully messy hair that moved like ocean waves as you soared through the air. There’s nothing in this world that you love more than flying with him, pressed against his sturdy body with his strong arms wrapped around you. Light pollution makes it hard to see the sky from the ground, but up here, the moon and stars are breathtaking.

Almost as breathtaking as your husband, who’s eyes are prettier than any stars could ever hope to be.

He looks down and catches you staring, taking him in with your wide, wondrous eyes. You can barely hear anything through the noise-cancelling headphones that he makes you wear whenever you fly, but his words reach you, clear as day – “I love you.”

“And I love you.” Your voice comes out small, stolen away by the rushing wind. You try again, louder this time. “I love you!”

He chuckles, chest shaking as he tries to keep his laughs contained. “You trying to one-up me? I can be loud too.” He takes a deep breath, before tipping his head back and shouting an I love you up into the heavens.

His lips are soft and sweet as candy when they dip down to meet yours. “I’m just so happy,” he whispers against you. “You make me so happy.”

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The moment that you set foot into the penthouse, you gasp.

“Oh, Kei,” you breathe, hand flying over your mouth.

He bounces nervously as he locks up the balcony door, not meeting your eye. “Do…do you not like it?”

You march up to him and grab his face in your hands, before standing up onto your tip-toes and planting a kiss on his forehead. “I love it, baby. Really, you’ve outdone yourself.”

He perks up at the praise, kissing your lips once before his hands move down and he picks you up, clean off the ground. You can’t hold your shrieking laugh back as he spins you around, a smile lighting up his face like a god damn Christmas tree.

The house is beautiful. Really, he did outdo himself. Back when you’d first started dating, he’d had to call off your six-month-anniversary date because of a mission. You’d assured him that it was fine, that you understood, but you’d be lying if you said that you weren’t upset. He promised that he would be back in a week at the latest. You’d spent the night with your friends, eating ice cream and watching shitty movies, and left for work the next morning. You weren’t expecting him back for a few days at least, but when you opened your door after an exhausting day at work, he was there, waiting for you. Scratches on his face and bandages on his arms, but he was there. And he’d decorated your apartment with flowers and fairy lights, centered around a haphazardly made blanket fort in the center of the living room. Little candles were placed across the room, each with a red feather standing guard, making sure that the flames didn’t accidentally get knocked over and grow. After you’d gotten over your initial shock – how the hell did you get in here, Kei – you ran into his arms and squeezed him, tight. He didn’t let go of you for the entire night – his body always pressed against yours, fingers constantly entwined, even as he made you cum so many times that you forgot your own name.

It was one of your fondest memories, one that always brought a smile to your face. You’d mentioned it offhandedly last week, while you were in the weeds with wedding planning. Honestly, you didn’t think that he’d even heard what you said, with how stressed and busy the two of you were. He was picking up extra patrols to make up for his honeymoon vacation time, and you were working your ass off to get your overbearing boss off your back.

But he had heard. He heard, and he listened, because that’s just the kind of lover – the kind of husband – that Keigo is. Attentive, sweet, and intuitive. You swear, he spoils you beyond belief. You don’t even know when he got the time to decorate the apartment today, but it’s beautiful. Even more beautiful than the decorations from your six-month-anniversary, because this time, the sight is sweetened by the knowledge that this is your shared home. This isn’t just your apartment, that your friends helped sneak him into so he could fancy it up. This is your shared space, where you’ll spend the rest of your lives together. Where you’ll wake up in his arms every morning, his wings wrapped around you protectively, fragmenting the morning light into shards of red. Where you’ll make meals together and laugh at his bad cooking, where you’ll take sanctuary from the harshness of the world. This place is your home. Keigo is your home.

He finally stops spinning, but refuses to set you down. Instead, he readjusts you so that he’s carrying you bridal style. You almost laugh at how cliché it is. It feels like something out of a cheesy rom-com, but you’re so happy that you feel like you’re in one of those rom-coms.

You do laugh out loud when you see the trail of petals leading to your bedroom. Keigo feigns disappointment, dramatically sighing. “Don’t laugh, princess, you wound me.” That just makes you laugh even more, and soon, he’s joining in, burying his face in your hair as he walks the two of you towards the bed. “C’mon, I’m trying to be romantic! Quit making me laugh!”

“I can’t help it,” you giggle as he gently places you onto the bed. Thankfully, he had the common sense to not put any petals on the actual bed, but the floor is absolutely covered. Blossoms line the walls as well, along with candles that bathe the room in their gentle glow. You take a second to admire how beautiful your husband looks in the soft light. The shadows make his wings seem that much bigger as they unfurl to their full size. He looms over you, looking like the most delicious mix of devil and angel that you’ve ever seen. There’s still a playful smile on his face, but something mischievous simmers beneath it.

“Hope you didn’t forget what you said at the reception hall, baby,” he says, eyes glinting. “What was it? Hmm, something like, need you, Kei, need you to take me home and fuck me, I’m already so wet for you.”

You groan and try to bury your face in your hands, but he’s too fast. He grabs your wrists and pins them above your head, easily wrapping them with just one of his large hands. “You’re making shit up,” you pout. “I only said the first part.”

“So you admit you said it? That you need me?”

“Shut up.”

“Mm, no thanks.”

You groan again, trying to suppress your smile. There are plenty of times that you and Keigo have had “serious” sex, but you mostly find yourself like this, devolving into giggles and teasing. There’s something about him that makes you feel so safe and at ease, and you can’t help yourself from giggling at his stupid remarks. He laughs, and releases your wrists to cradle your face with both his hands. He shifts so that he’s properly on top of you, his thighs on either side of your hips, and bends down to press kisses all over your face.

“My wife,” he breathes, in between kisses. “My sweet, beautiful, amazing wife. This dress is so pretty, but let’s take it off, my love. You don’t need it anymore.”

It takes a few minutes of awkward wriggling and tugging to finally remove the lace monstrosity, but at long last, the dress ends up on the floor. Keigo’s hands are on your body in an instant, fingers trailing over the curve of your waist and snapping the waistband of your panties. “God, you’ve got such pretty little lingerie on.”

“Wanted to dress up for you,” you say, pawing at his tie and trying to loosen the knot. It makes you feel small, to be so exposed while he’s still fully dressed. Normally you love to savor in that feeling, but right now, you need to feel his bare skin against yours. “Now take your clothes off, please.”

You finally manage to loosen his tie enough to pull it over his head. After stopping for another deep kiss, your hands continue their path over his body. His suit jacket comes off next, although he has to help you gently maneuver it off his wings. His cuff links clatter to the ground as you almost viciously rip off his dress shirt, and you moan when you finally feel his warm muscles.

You’re practically grinding into each other by now. Little whines leave your lips as you shamelessly roll your hips, seeking any friction you can get. You can feel his hardness, even through his thick pants, and you chase it with vigor. He’s not much better, a light blush dusting his face as he meets your rolls with shallow thrusts of his own. “Off, off, Kei, need to feel you,” you babble, fingers desperately trying to undo this belt buckle. Breathlessly, he pushes your fingers aside and pulls his belt off, unceremoniously throwing it across the room. You half expect it to collide with a candle and set the entire building on fire, but a few feathers fly out to catch it and gently set it down.

You don’t waste a second in pulling his pants down and throwing them as well, trusting that a feather will keep it from crashing into anything. Your fingers try to pull down the waistband of his boxers, but he tuts and grabs your hand.

You look up at him with pleading eyes. “Please,” you whine.

The smile on his face is gentle beyond belief as he answers. “I told you that I was going to take care of you tonight, baby. Let me make you feel good, okay? Can I make you feel good?”

You want to protest, want to beg him to stuff your face or your cunt and fuck into you until you’re lightheaded, but Keigo’s insistent about making you cum at least twice before even thinking about his own pleasure. And you can’t deny that you’re aching for him. You’re certain that you’ve soaked through your flimsy panties by now, and your mind is hazy with want.

You nod. Keigo takes your face in his hand, gently stroking your cheek with his thumb. “Can you give me your colors too?”

You force your mind to push through the fog, force your heavy lips to move and form words. “G-green for good, yellow for slow down, red for stop.”

“Good girl.” The praise goes straight to your core, and you whine. “Oh, baby, I know I just vowed to give you everything you could ever want, but you’re so damn needy. Be patient for me, okay? Let me touch you.”

You nod obediently, but you can’t fight the urge roll your hips and feel him again. With a soft, scolding noise, he presses one of his hands into your hipbone, effectively pinning you to the mattress. Try as you might, you can’t squirm away. He’s so ridiculously strong, his muscles toned from years of training and hero work, that you’re no match for him. But it’s not so bad. You love the dominance that oozes off his body as he moves down, his hands and tongue exploring every inch of skin that they can find. His teeth nip at the sensitive spot on your neck, the spot that always makes you melt for him. You shamelessly sigh and tilt your head to give him more access.

His right hand, the one that isn’t currently pinning you to the mattress, plays with the lacy edges of your bra. He palms you through the thin fabric, making you groan and arch your back into his touch. It’s not enough, you need more, need to feel more of him before you lose your mind. He seems to read your mind, because he doesn’t even bother to unclasp the bra, electing instead to rip it clean off your body. The snap of the straps breaking makes you gasp, but you revel in the sting of the elastic bouncing back against your skin.

“Couldn’t wait,” he says, not a hint of shame on his face. “You know how much I love to tease, but fuck, I need you now.”

He’s a bit more ceremonious when he removes your panties, choosing to use a hardened feather to slice through the fabric instead of just ripping with brute force. He fucking moans at the sight of you, wet and needy for him. It sounds like absolute heaven, but you don’t have even a second to revel in it before he’s diving into you. The sudden rush of pleasure is electrifying, and you go to instinctively slam your legs shut, but Keigo’s hand is too fast again. His tongue doesn’t falter for even a second as his fingers dig into your thighs and push you open. His lips wrap around your clit and suck, and he’s outrageously loud as he moans into your sex. It’s all so much – he’s licking at you like a man on death row, coaxing little whines and gasps from your lips.

His beautiful eyes are trained on yours, pupils blow out with love and lust. He memorizes every little expression that flits across your beautiful face as he eases a finger into you, eyes only leaving your face to admire the way that your little cunt sucks him in. But he can’t tear his gaze away from you, and the way your mouth falls open, or the way that your eyes flutter and roll back. The way that your hands ball up into fists, alternating between grabbing the bedsheets and lacing through his hair. Fuck, he loves how you pull at his hair when his fingers curl up against that spongy spot inside of you that makes you see stars. Loves the little curses and gasps of his name that spill past your lips as he scissors and thrusts his digits deeper and deeper into your perfect pussy.

“Cum for me, princess,” he groans. “Please, cum for me, need you to be a good girl and cum for me.”

And, well, you did just vow to give him everything that he could ever want.

You throw your head back and almost sob as you gush all over his face and fingers. He’s insatiable, licking and fingering you all through it, desperately trying to lap up every single drop of your juices. Your body is shaking, and you whimper, the overstimulation building until it’s too much, until you’re crying out too much, Kei, ‘s too much!

“Give me your color, baby,” he says, slowing his assault against your body.

“G-green,” you stutter out, the words as shaky as your legs. “Green, don’t stop, it’s just – ah! Kei!”

Your verbal confirmation was all he needed to dive back in, sucking at you with even more vigor than before. His fingers twist and curl against your spot, and his tongue lashes at your clit. He doesn’t stop for even a second, burying himself in your heat. It’s all you can do to maintain your grip on his hair, tugging at it just the way that he loves. You’re thrust headfirst into your second orgasm of the night, crying out his name and positively sobbing at the onslaught of sensations.

When he finally pulls away, the lower part of his face is soaked with your cum. He makes a show of licking his lips clean, not breaking eye contact with you, no matter how much you blush and squirm. He saves his fingers for you, though. A gentle tap at your lips is all it takes for you to obediently open your mouth and take in his digits. You swirl your tongue around, eyes lidded with the afterglow of your pleasure.

But you’re not finished, are nowhere near finished. You suppose that you are being needy, but how could you not, when your husband looks like an absolute fucking god? The candlelight makes your cum on his face glisten beautifully. You whine and pull him in for a kiss, mashing your lips against his and greedily swiping your tongues together. It’s sinful. You can taste yourself on him, and it makes you shudder, makes you need him that much more.

“Please, please fuck me,” you beg, wrapping your legs around his slim waist and trying to pull him closer, closer, closer. “Please, Kei, need you inside me, need my husband inside me.”

“Fuck,” he breathes, so quietly that you would’ve missed it if you didn’t feel the word formed against your lips. “Fuck, baby, okay.” His hand slides between your bodies and quickly pushes his boxers down. He uses a feather to pull them all the way off, because he can’t be bothered to focus on that, not when you’re practically drooling at the sight of his cock.

Your fingers twitch, and you aren’t able to hold back any longer. Your hand finds his cock, marveling at how heavy and perfect he feels as you wrap your fingers around him and guide him towards your sopping cunt. You pause before you slide him in, though, looking up at him with wide eyes. “Can I ride you? Please?”

He curses again under his breath, practically shivering at your words. His strong hands reposition the both of you, until you’re sitting on his thigh and he’s leaning back against the headboard. He cocks an eyebrow and smirks. “Well, then? Get to work, princess.”

You roll your eyes, trying not to laugh at his antics. “What happened to Mr. Let-Me-Take-Care-Of-You?”

“He’ll come out later. If my pretty wife wants to ride me, she gets to ride me.”

You laugh for real this time, but it quickly turns into a moan as you sink yourself down on his length. No matter how many times you take him, he always overwhelms your senses, always stretches you so deliciously. You lean your forehead against his and give yourself a second to adjust, and then you’re rolling your hips, little whines leaving your lips.

“Feels so good, Kei.” You throw your head back, your fingers digging into the strong muscles of his back to anchor yourself. “You always feel so good.”

His eyes are half-lidded and dark as he takes you in. He’s memorizing every inch of your body, every detail and movement that he absolutely fucking adores. “You’re the most beautiful thing in the world,” he whispers, seemingly more to himself than you. “So beautiful. I’m so lucky.”

Your thighs burn, but you force yourself to ignore the pain. You’d rather die than stop right now. His strong arms encircle your waist, and his wings surround your bodies, ruffling with every one of your movements.

You want to ignore your exhaustion, but your husband is perceptive as ever. His hips raise up to meet you, and it sends a fresh wave of pleasure through your body. You’re shaky, though, and you’re getting sloppy.

Before you can even process what’s happening, you’re being spun over and pinned to the mattress. A gasp leaves your lips, and you whine as his cock slips out of you. Your hand reaches out and paws around wildly, searching for him through your haze. Keigo’s quick to kiss you and shush your protests, entwining his rough fingers in your searching hand and stroking his thumb against your palm.

“Relax, angel. Let me take care of it.”

He slides into you again, making you both moan. Your pussy sucks him in greedily, clenching and fluttering around him. He pauses once he bottoms out. His face buries into the crook of your neck, and he presses sweet kisses all over your skin.

You wrap your legs around his waist and squeeze, trying desperately to make him move. “Keigo, baby, please,” you whine, fingers digging into the strong muscles of his back.

He coos, cupping your face and kissing you before he readjusts himself. “Of course, pretty girl.”

His thrusts are deep and hard, so hard that they make the entire bed shake. Your eyes flutter shut, but he grips your jaw and begs you to keep them open – please, baby, look at me, need to see my pretty wife fall apart.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” he moans, teeth nipping at your lips. “So perfect, and all mine.”

“All yours,” you agree. You’re practically babbling by this point, unable to stop the noises slipping past your lips. You’re floating on a cloud, soaring through the sky, anchored only by his body against yours. “You’re so deep in me, Kei, can feel you so deep in me. Please, ‘m so close, just a lil’ bit more, Kei.”

He coos again, hand slipping down to toy with your clit. You wail, sinking your teeth into his shoulder as the coil in your stomach snaps and you gush uncontrollably. You can’t do anything but cry out for him, can’t do anything but cling onto him and shake and twitch. The feeling of you clenching around him is too much, and with a broken fuck and a cry of your name, he spills inside of you. He fucks you through it, the obscene sounds of your combined release making you feel lightheaded and weak.

He holds you for a few minutes, just like that, bodies entwined. You both pant and try to catch your breath. The weight of his body on top of yours is comforting, so you protest when he finally pulls out and sits back to admire the way that his seed drips out of you.

“Come back,” you complain. “What kind of husband doesn’t give cuddles to his wife?”

“The kind of husband who needs to clean her up,” he says with a chuckle. “C’mon, let’s go take a bath.

Your body feels boneless with exhaustion and the hazy afterglow of your three orgasms, so you’re grateful when he scoops you into his arms. You tuck your face into his neck and hum contentedly, unable to stop the giddy smile that blooms across your face.

“I love you, Kei,” you say, planting little kisses over his neck and jaw.

“I love you too, princess,” he says, grinning and poking your nose. He laughs when you scrunch it up and scowl at him. But, with how cute he looks, you just can’t hold the scowl for long. Soon, you’re giggling too.

You look up at him with so much love that it makes his heart ache. His eyes grow a bit more serious, and he dips his head to kiss at your swollen lips. “I mean it, baby. I’m so happy to spend the rest of my life with you.”

[gureishi]

so... today I finished off Rays route with the GOOD ENDING (thank god) and my sleep schedule is officially non existent! :D

lemme start off with Day 8, because that must've been the creepiest the game has ever gotten for me. I MEAN LOOK AT THIS:

EVERYONE IS LITERALLY GONE, SOMEONE PLS SEND HELP! T_T

I never knew there was a part of Saerans route in which he quite literally cuts off your contact with the RFA????? wish someone warned me, but the surprise was quite welcome too I suppose?? the glitches and the distorted music definitely amplified that scary and hopeless feel I got after being cut off from the rest of the members (especially bby Saeyoung, god I love that boy). OH AND THE WAY THE CHATROOMS WOULD GLITCH BEFORE LOADING?? THAT CREEPED ME TF OUT THANKS!! Although I was in a way also happy that I was able to talk to Saeran more! (it is his route after all).

The chats with Rika always left me feeling frustrated. I could see where she came from and understood her motivations for the way she acted and behaved, but it hurt to see the way in which she believed she was loving and caring for Saeran, and how Saeran internalized everything she told him, idk that just left me feeling a new typa broken.

It was very tempting to lash out and get angry or even just to submit to Saeran and his horrible tormenting, but I held on to get that sweet delectable good ending! (gotta get that cute kiss CG after all)

Also I was worried about Saeyoung and his safety ALL THE TIME, I knew there was a part in the game in which he'd be kidnapped but when it finally happened I honestly wanted to stop playing lmao, also Saejoong Choi can take a piss somewhere, I hate him and I wish they revealed more of his crimes in Saeran's route :(

Saeran's route also honestly made me love Jumin so much more, his so endearing, honest and caring. Love that we get to see more of his relationship with V here, you can actually see that they're best friends and that makes my heart smile.

and AWW THE END WHERE WE SEE V WITH RIKA? That really played with my emotions, and has got me considering jumping straight into his route, because I for one know his life doesn't get any better in Saeran's AE unfortunately. (and of course I won't jump straight in again, since everyone around me has been saying getting two hours of sleep every night just to play an otome game is not healthy at all)

I love the calls we get with Saeran after he finally comes to and realizes his worth, the drugs finally out his system. His so adorable and soft and even goofy at times that it makes me question whether I actually see Saeyoung as my fav (though I'll have to think alot more about that T_T, I swear tomato boy I definitely still luv u lmao)

Also love that Saeran has the most kiss CGs out of all the routes, like yes we love to see it ^^

Oh and the guests for Another Story are just such a treat from Cheritz. I mean we literally invite a dragon?? (a shame Saeyoung couldn't see his dragon buddy) and a coding language??? cmon you can't tell me that's not cool.

even though you gave me the sleep friendly guide, I still ended up getting 100% for nearly everyday (except for 2 of them which was 90%) and I must say I'm quite drained and tired but also happy that I was FINALLY able to experience Another Story, something I only really read about online before without knowing too much detail of what specifically happened. It has quite honestly given me a bigger appreciation of the game as a whole :)

I would love to play Saeran's AE but am so scared of getting a bad end, and also there's like no guides for it anywhere? so there's that to worry about too i guess.

I did decide I'd perhaps take a break from playing this game for a while since unfortunately life continues and its back to work for me, but perhaps sometime soon I'll see myself playing through the alluring and mysterious photographers route instead? ;)

also this route got me thinking alot more why Cheritz didn't give the MC eyes?? Like what purpose does the MC not having eyes provide?? idk Cheritz just give her eyes please, I think that way there'd be alot less questions floating around my bloated and overfilled mind, thanks.

Also thanks for coming along with me and listening about my journey of playing through this Another Story, I really appreciated it! :))) <3

I have been so eagerly waiting for this update!!!! Congrats on getting that good end! I'm really impressed with your dedication—and also, like, please get some sleep 😭❤️

He really is such a sweetheart, isn't he? I totally relate to that feeling of like I LOVE YOU wait I wanna MARRY YOUR BROTHER wait I love you uhhhhhh help, both of you come here and give me a hug.

I am so excited to hear how you feel when you play V's route and, eventually, the AE! And I'll recommend another of Seeme's guides, hehe. I used it last time I replayed the AE and it was great. Here! There's a sleep schedule-friendly one too (though you are clearly a completionist when you play these routes and I feel that—I'm the same way).

Those kiss CGs! Are! Amazing. He honestly needs a lot of kisses.

As far as the eyes thing goes, it sure is weird, huh? Apparently it used to be pretty popular for otome game MCs not to have eyes so it's easier for players to self-insert. Lots of newer games seem to have MCs with more specific appearances (and personalities), though.

I do like to self-insert when I'm playing otome games but also...I look nothing like this MC anyway, so her being eyeless does nothing for me, lol.

Would you prefer an MC with eyes even if she's more clearly not you? I think I would.

Also this route ending man it kills me literally just thinking about it. But just! Remember! That our boy is fine in the end. He's okay!!! He's safe and he's happy and he's got a boat ❤️

Thank you for sharing this Saeran route journey with me, my dear. I enjoyed every second of it!

[survivorcutthroat]

Episode 1: “There’s a 50 year old playing this game.” - Zack (Part 2)

*shocker* Nehe blew it. Big. 

 Good news? We got Seamus to join us + I think there's a very tentative plan in motion right now....Seamus told Nehe that Zack and Amir are close so if me/him/Nehe and Dustin vote together we have instant majority and we can boot Zack  like I have been wanting to.... 

But of course, I can't trust Seamus yet as he is yet to tell this info directly to me - just to Nehe. I'll work on that... 

But for now I'll let Nehe do the scheming for the both of us so that if it backfires, the bullet hits him harder than me. =)

Stevie is now on our tribe, as we have lost immunity. I'm selling him on the idea of "Ali is the guy here we all look to for guidance" so that he wants Ali gone. I've been gunning for Ali while having an alliance with him since day one. Gotta cut throats before throats cut you. 

This is so uglyyy omg. Voting Sherry was a huge mistake, however, we had no idea what the vote would entail. It could have been voting someone to redemption island for all we know. Sherry had to complete a series of puzzles, and they're some of the worst puzzles I've ever seen. Stevie and Seamus are fucking freaks. Then this twist comes and they have to vote at our tribal too. And freaking Stevie chooses my tribe 

 I hate Stevie and my relationship with him isn't very good. I prefer Seamus because I think he would have my back. I don't feel safe, but I have Ali and Bodhi. Dom might help me, but he hasn't really talked to me since the first day. Sherry and I don't talk to, and she is super busy. My concerns are that Sherry might have something for doing the challenge, and Stevie might try to stir the pot. Kill me, Tommy help me out god. I have no idea why Eddie hates me, he's trying to rig against me. This cast is meh no wonder I'm on it. 

 Btw, I came to a realization that I should consider not dating, liking, crushing, or doing anything with another guy they are disgusting and fakes and ugly. I'm so done with them. 

 Me: let me be more social! 

also me: doesn't talk to people on my tribe

Okay I made a decision. I'm gonna stick to my guns. I am not letting nehe or crow leave and im not compromising. I know I've been in denial but it's time to face the facts. My tribe is going to tribal. I'm going to make sure nehe doesn't go. I think he'll 100% be a loyal ally. He so sweet and I like him and I have a feeling he's not gonna hit it off with a lot of people. 

Second, I truly truly hope crow doesn't go. I love him as a person he's literally my husband but like, I'm not gonna throw my game away for him. If he's the one going then he's the one going. I need to make sure me and nehe are safe over him because I can control nehe more than I can control crow. If crow does go, then me and nehe are enough to force a tie if we go to tribal again. 

Third, is zack. Zack and I have a long history and I've known him for 2 years. Taking him out isn't bad for my game but I genuinely would be so bad because I love him as a person so I really really don't want to. 

Fourth is Dustin, nice kid, pretty hot lowkey, but he can go. I really do like him as a person but uhhhgg 

Zack just confirmed he's with Dustin. ZAXK WANTS ME HIM AND DUSTIN TO ALIGN. I WASNT MEANT FOR THIS FUCKING GAME. THIS IS Not what I want. I think crow is gonna be the one to go. I am SO sad. I DONT WVEN KNOW IF I TRUST ZACK OR DUSTIN. WHAT IF IM BEING PLAYED? I WANT TO FUCKING SCREAM. How am I suppose to talk to dustin when he never fuckin replies? Maybe I should just vote myself out and be lucky. If I'm with Zack/Dustin I'm at the bottom cuz they're close. If I'm with nehe and crow I'm at the top cuz they're both close to me. I'm just gonna keep my mouth shut. That's what I'm gonna do. I'm going to keep my fucking mouth shut and wait for zack and Dustin to campaign to nehe and wait to see what crow wants to do. I need to like be patient and wait. That's what I need to do

We are more than halfway through round one and I am loving this game!! When it started and I saw the cast reveal i almost immediately quit because i saw Jaiden and Sid and i needed to GO, but then they weren't on my tribe so it was fine. I really like my tribe! Me and Tommy have always gotten along, although we don't have much playing experience together. Cole and I have a weird relationship in games that I don't fully understand but this time around I am liking it. I like Abel, and Matt is a cool dude. i really like that all of us searched for the idol because otherwise I probably wouldn't have searched and missed the potential opportunity. In terms of the other people in the cast, I LOVE LIANA!!!! One of my faves, so happy she is here! Seamus I get along with well, and surprisingly I have been talking to Bodhi a decent amount. My biggest fear is in this game I don't know how more than half of these people are as players. I know about less than half of the cast and Id on't like that. gonna have to snoop around and ask how these bitches played in their past games.

So walking into this game - I feel pretty decent about the cast. I know certain people for good reasons and some for bad reasons. When I look at the people I see Dustin & Cole, of which as all played BBHell together and on separate occasions flirted with each other. This was my first game from a year ago. I had to unblock Dustin from a year ago. Yikes. 

People are recognizing me from India. "India", "robbed of Switzerland" whatever blah blah blah. Considering I don't play tumblr to often I kinda just like to do me so I play a bit medicore I guess. But they all know me so w/e. 

My tribe is pretty decent. I'm happy. As a tribe we haven't talked but one on one my strongest relations are in this tribe. Sherry is one of my bffs

Oh my, I'm so scared about this game. At least Stevie won the immunity challenge but I feel like I'm missing out on so much gameplay. I feel like there is a alliance(s) that I'm not in. What should I do, I've generally scared. I think people like me personally, but I could be wrong like always. I'm really trying to lay low in this game and I'm hoping people will forget about me for the most part the game. I don't know if I should start a majority alliance in my tribe OR I should get 2 people from each tribe and form a 8 person alliance where we all work together to get rid of people that isn't in the alliance, the nice thing about two tribes losing two members tomorrow is that this alliance could totally happen. The only thing is that this plan would completely backfire on me because I would be playing too hard to fast. I'm so conflicted, if my tribe does up going to tribal, I'm probably going to vote out Matt because I know him the least (I've said this like 7 times jeez). I'm going to try and be lovable in this game and have people think I'm easily manipulated and doing their will so they won't target me. Oh man, this game makes me paranoid.

So pretty much whats going to (hopefully) happen is that Nehe will be hitting the road after taking 4 hours of his life on those puzzles. Yes he didnt quit. But still he was 3 hours behind even placing 2nd. For us to be down to a tribe of 4 its going to rely on comp scores so he has to go. ive talked alot to crow, amir ,and zack and we all seem to get along. however i am suspicious of amir and zacks previous relationship. Hopefully we can all vote together today and send Nehe packing.Oh my, I'm so scared about this game. At least Stevie won the immunity challenge but I feel like I'm missing out on so much gameplay. I feel like there is a alliance(s) that I'm not in. What should I do, I've generally scared. I think people like me personally, but I could be wrong like always. I'm really trying to lay low in this game and I'm hoping people will forget about me for the most part the game. I don't know if I should start a majority alliance in my tribe OR I should get 2 people from each tribe and form a 8 person alliance where we all work together to get rid of people that isn't in the alliance, the nice thing about two tribes losing two members tomorrow is that this alliance could totally happen. The only thing is that this plan would completely backfire on me because I would be playing too hard to fast. I'm so conflicted, if my tribe does up going to tribal, I'm probably going to vote out Matt because I know him the least (I've said this like 7 times jeez). I'm going to try and be lovable in this game and have people think I'm easily manipulated and doing their will so they won't target me. Oh man, this game makes me paranoid.

welp. i'm going to mother fucking tribal. 

my plan? seamus told me nehe and crow said my name.. so nehe and crow can CHOKE. i wanna make an alliance with dustin and amir and vote nehe out hehe. honestly. can all these people choke so i can win. like just give me the win.

This is so ugly. I love Ali so much. Me and Ali have an alliance with Bodhi, but Bodhi does not trust Ali. Sherry is obviously trying to save herself, and why the hell is it catching on? Dom's dumbass is barely here, Stevie shouldn't even be a part of this tribe this twist is rigged. But Bodhi? Like hell man why do you think Sherry is going to be more loyal to us than Ali? We voted for Sherry! Unless he's saying he didn't vote or didn't actually vote. Like Sherry and Stevie i undersrand voting for Ali, but Bodhi? What the hell? We're in an alliance with him do you really think he's going to flip onus now? So stupid these people are so stupid.

Nehe and I are talking, and he's one of the few people in the game I think is absolutely telling me the truth. I want him on my side when a swap hits. Right now my trust is in Amir, Abel, Dom, Sherry, and Nehe. I've got moderate amounts of trust with Crow, Mearl, Tommy, Stevie, Rob, Ali (but im killing him tonight), Seamus, and several other people. I am feeling GOOD about this game if I can make it past this tribal.

I talked to everybody that's originally on my tribe and the vote is split between Sherry and Ali. Bodhi is such a snake. I went on call with Dom who I loved a lot the first night and he told me that Bodhi exposed our alliance to him for no reason. Dom isn't even close to Bodhi. Bodhi is obviously trying to control the vote and doing what is right for him. Fake I knew i never liked him. I do want to work with Dom and Eddie's Breadies is definitely not a thing anymore. 

[12:35:25 PM] Bodhi: Who are you working with on your tribe> 

[12:35:34 PM] Nehe Mehe: lol can you keep a secret? 

[12:35:52 PM] Bodhi: absolutely 

[12:35:55 PM] Nehe Mehe: at the moment all of them cause they all wanna work with me 

[12:35:56 PM] Bodhi: there's no one i'd tell 

then i went and told Amir.

1 hour later:

I'm hella nervous tribal council is coming up in three hours but everything should be fine. Amir settled on voting out Zack and Seamus is all good and so is Crow and I dont know where Dustin is at but yeah he better vote Zack out too. I gotta watch how I play out in the Live tribal portion but I feel like I have a chance to stay but I can tragically still get blindsided.

[2:41 PM] Ali  TAnveer: We need you You're the fun person in the tribe

[2:41:31 PM] Bodhi: I wanted tribal at 5 :'( 

[2:41:40 PM] Ali  TAnveer: I was. Tribal now 

[2:41:46 PM] Ali  TAnveer: Or 5 :( 

[2:42:48 PM] Bodhi: 5 is just better 

[2:44:08 PM] Ali  TAnveer: It is [2:44:15 PM] Ali  TAnveer: I might be out tonight 

Ali has no idea how right he is. He means that he wont be around for tribal, but he won't be around after tribal either.

15 minutes later:

OOPS hahahaha fuck. Ok so Rob wants me to flip on the plan to take out Ali, and he's made good arguments. I'm gonna keep Ali around and do Sherry instead. Sherry is less active, and has more friends. Ali is a more visable target. There goes my big flip plan!

Ugh okay so this is #4 on day 4. So basically since i won my tribe was safe. Then we got to deal with 2 twists. First is do we want to keep, throw away, or give someone and idol clue. Of course i keep it bc why would I want someone else to have it? Plus i can just lie and give others a fake clue. The second is that I joined the red tribe and go to tribal with them but im immune... So i get to vote and im p sure imma vote zack, even though i think i can work with him, i need switzerland and great lakes people to leave. I cant risk having their former relationships come into play and bite me in the butt. SO tonight it will either be Nehe or Zack but I'm voting Nehe! Wish me luck!

Okay y'all I'm packing my bags. Fuck! This! Twist! FUCK THIS CAST! I HATE. Fuck seamus. Next time I'm on a tribe with him he's getting lit tf up. It's round one and he made up lies about me already and it's really sad because he really doesn't know who he's fucking with. Bitch boy just ruined his own game If I survive this tribal I'm going to end him. I am going to Fucking END SEAMUS. He looks like the mom from suite life of zack and cody. He's like telling nehe that me and zack are best friends and basically pinning the target on us and telling nehe that I talked to him the least when I literally have talked with Seamus everyday. Like is he inbred? I was starting to really like him but he truly fucked himself over now. I don't rest until his basic white gay ass goes.   

The info I know: 

1. Make nehe 100% on board with me again. 

2. Nehe wants to vote zack or Dustin but he doesn't want to vote crow. 

3. Zack wants to convince nehe to vote Dustin instead of him but he still wants to vote nehe out. 

4. Seamus wants either zack or I out 

Info I need: 

1. Is dustin still 100% on the vote nehe out train? 

2. Crow told me and Dustin he wants to vote nehe but told nehe he wants to do zack or Dustin but preferably Dustin. What tf does crow want? 

Nehe knows too much. Crow isn't gonna go, no one wants him out. I got nehe protecting me right now. What I need to know is If crow is really with nehe and he genuinely wants to vote out zack or Dustin. 

As much as I love nehe, Crow has sunk his social game claws into him already. He's the middle man between zack/Dustin and me/crow. If I'm able to survive this round and get through this I can for sure make the target next week to be Dustin or crow. Nehe is STILLLLL telling people that me and zack are a final 2.

I FUCKING HATE THIS CAST. Dustin keeps me sane. I'm glad I have him. How did he go from my least fav on the tribe to my absolute fav? 

[7/6/17, 3:52:25 PM] Amir: On 7/6/17, at 3:51 PM, Nehe Mehe wrote: > you are way nicer than i would’ve guessed Amir 

Okay I feel fucking bad but like he literally went and told the whole tribe that me and zach are a final 2. Im scared but tbh my skin has been clear for a long ass time and I got a pimple today and this game is to blame. If I get voted out I might become sane again.

Ah what a lovely event tribal council is! I thought I would be in trouble but I'm actually likable I think??? Wow I'm shooketh.

So after Nehe's blunder at the comp and Zack's inept social game, it put them both on the chopping block. I would love to just chop both but I have to choose apparently....Nehe has Seamus on his side and Zack has Amir on his side leaving Dustin and I, the dream team of distrust, as the swing votes. (But there's a lot of lies in between so it might not be that clear)

And although I'm closer to Nehe, him going reaps more benefits as I gain trust with Dustin, Zack, and Amir and cut the only person who would be my enemy moving into this tribe swap....

So I'm throwing my first knife at Nehe and I think it's going to pierce his heart. Whoops! #AnyoneButMe right?

#ChaosCrow or #CutthroatCrow ? I bet bitches didn't see me cutting so early but this is my second chance and I'm ready to draw blood.

SO! Guess who's ready for another summer of stress, sadness and seventh place? It's ya boy, Sid! With Magyi's tribal in 15 minutes, this confessional MAY be a little overdue, but I'm here to break down days one through four for you. 

Sagu is a beautiful tribe for beautiful people. At least, that's what I thought. Now, I've realized that I'm kinda pissed off that I'm not with my Twister Sister Sherry, or my number one: Amir. Y'all put me on a tribe with Jaiden, whose reputation precedes him, Luke, who I haven't talk to in days, and Seamus, who is probably the worst liar I've met. Seriously, someone let him win a game? I trust Liana the most right now, but even that is like a 7/10. 

I vibed with Seamus at first, but as soon as I approached him about working together, he really showed his cards with his tone. I don't trust him at all, and, after hearing about his antics on Magyi (thanks to this loser twist), I trust him even less. As SOON as I get the chance, he's gone. I have a metaphorical place on my wall for his metaphorical head. WE'RE GOING TROPHY HUNTING, BOYS. That being said, I'm in an "alliance" (more of a trust cluster) with him and Liana. 

I really feel like I'm keeping a level head, and I'm trying to play less antsy. That, however, isn't going to keep me from making big moves. One World sucks, but at least I can talk to Amir. He's honestly my number one, and I'd never betray him. I love Sherry too, and I can't wait to reunite with her again. I'm going to go watch Magyi's tribal now, but I'm so excited to play Cutthroat Island!!! It's going to be a doozie.

Idk what's happening this tribal, maybe bodhi is not with us? He aint replying maybe they are against me and rob, these people are crazy and I just wanna stay, I give my heart and souls to this game.

Hello! I'm back for a third time now to attempt a second win! I'm really nervous to start the season but also super excited to have gotten another chance at the win. It's weird being one of two winners in this season. The feeling is just weird and unexplainable. I believe this season is going to be super messy and people will be all over the place, I just hope to at least make merge and jury and from there get to the end. My tribe is really good we have a lot of people who made it far and I genuinely like all of them. Since this is a one word season I wanna make a few connections with the people on other tribes to so I'm safe for a swap or something. I feel like I'm paranoid 24/7 this season compared to my other two seasons where I felt I always tried to make a safety net for myself... this season there is no way I can make a safety net yet because I don't trust many if any people. As for my tribe I feel like I wouldn't be the first boot just because of my first impressions I think, however you can never know. For right now before swaps or anything I wanna be seen as a coattail rider and start from the bottom up and work my way into a good position so people will not target me right away and work on relationships with people. 

I'm so happy Stevie won the challenge because that means I made Final 18! I'm so happy I didn't get the first two boots I honestly would have actually cried A LOT. I'm even more nervous now that there is less people because one step closer to the end and it'll only get more cutthroat from here on out.

I went on call with Dom who revealed Bodhi is shady. Dom said that he would like people to be straightforward with him. I agree, so i decided to tell Ali everything. Ali knows what is happening because i do really like him and he deserves to know. I told Bodhi that voting Ali is stupid and he believed me. Sherry is going to flip because she knows she's on the chopping block. So flipping Bodhi should flip Dom too. The vote should be Sherry, but she said she has the idol. I don't know if I believe it, but it should be Ali then? Fucl Stevie btw. If this vote goes to plan I'll scream I might have done that. 

I had 7 calls back to back to back. 

JAIDEN I hated Jaiden from before this game, but after talking to him he seems quite alright and I'd love to work with him this time around. I actually really like jaiden which is a huge suprise. 

ROB Rob just needed some reassuring. I reassured his ass. 

ALI Ali needed reassuring as well. I did the exact same to him 

STEVIE I needed to fill Stevie in on the vote so he didn't get mad when it was Sherry 

ABEL We talked about the game for a bit, nothing spesific but we got along great ALI Abel hung up on me and Ali wanted me to call again. We said almost nothing and I think he's happy. 

ABEL Oh my god. This was the most important call of the game. We were giggling about our dislike of Luke together, and we're going to go FAR. I love Abel and I want to go to the end with him.

[fortune-failing]

London’s Bday Skit Part 2

(Hiatus Hell Day 1.)

[TLDR: Truth or Dare continued. Faelian was a dirty enabler. It’s very gay. Also Faelian confession try 2 so Faedon is canon now]

((ECCHI WARNING))

London

Two bards enter a bar.

London

Two bards exit a bar.

London looked at Faelian and tilted his head. "You okay?"

Faelian

"Hm? Yeah. I'm feeling the drinks but i'm not completely drunk." He smiles at London to reassure him. "I think it took about twelve this time... or somewhere around there. You okay? You didn't drink much though, huh?"

London

"Hmm, I'm alright." He looks away awkwardly. "I can just drink more whenever we rest."

London hesitantly glanced at him, "Um, sorry if I was too.. Hmm" He isn't sure what he's trying to say and just rubs at his neck lightly.

Faelian

He tilts his head slightly and smiles again. "Too what? You worry too much. I had a lot of fun and came to drink anyway."

He moved closer to the other bard and whispered. "Hey.. even though they didn't know it was your birthday most of them got to celebrate it with us anyway. I hope it was fun for you."

London

"Yeah, it was fun." He laughed it off and tried not to worry anymore. "Hey, do you want to go camping tonight for a change of scenery? Also is the suit okay until tomorrow? I never asked how long you were going to keep it."

Faelian

"I'm glad." He looked up at the night sky. "Yeah, I don't mind camping out." At this point he looked down at the suit. "I forgot I was wearing this honestly. It should be okay until sometime late tomorrow."

London

"Okay! What if we go look for a nice spot in the desert? I mean.. It might be risky considering thieves and stuff could be around... But if we take turns, we can have a lookout.. or something...?" This plan didn't sound too smart, and London could tell, but it's been a while since they slept outside, and he kind of missed it.

Faelian

"Hm..I'm still half aware of things even when I'm asleep and I'm a light sleeper to start with so it should be fine." It had been a while since they'd slept outside. Last time they had planned it they ended up going back to the inn anyway so sleeping outdoors would be a nice change.

London

London's face let up. "Are you sure? It might get messy with all the sand... But if we find a good spot, maybe we can set it up like a picnic - only we sleep on the sheet instead of eat off it." He laughed.

Faelian

He nods. "Yeah, that sounds fine. Sand isn't as annoying to deal with as mud anyway. I can just dust it off if I get it on me or something." He isn't bothered by the idea at all. "There was a really nice view on that hill that Taulgeese teleported us to when we first came here. Want to go there?"

London

"That's the spot between the port and Weiscan, right? It had some grass and more solid ground.. I think that should work. Good idea." He gave Faelian a pat on the back for emphasis.

Faelian

"Alright. I need to stop by the inn first and grab my other clothes though. This is a little too stuffy to sleep in." He pulls at the collar of his suit slightly. He looks a little proud of himself when London pats his back.

London

"Aw, you're fine." London steps closer and undoes the tie. "See, it's just the tie that makes it stuffy. And maybe the jacket?... Remove that, and you should be good." Hell if he knows how suits work.

Faelian

Faelian stands still and watches as London undoes the tie. He instantly feels a little better with it loosened. "That does feel a bit better. Alright then."

London

London laughs then leads the way. "Okay, then to the desert!" But stops suddenly. "Before we go too far, can you check the tattoo? The bandage should be ready to come off, and.. I guess I just want to make sure everything seems okay!" He didn't want to admit that Faelian's clinginess at the bar had him a little worried about it, but if he mentioned it then it might have ruined the mood.

Faelian

"Alright." Faelian started to follow him but had to stop soon after since London stopped too. "Huh? Yeah, I don't mind. Does it still hurt?" He moves closer to the other and pulls his scarf down a bit. "You sure it's ready to come off?"

London

"Yeah, its been a few hours, so it's okay."

Faelian

"Does it still hurt though?" Faelian carefully peels the bandage off and looks at the tattoo. "It looks just fine to me. The redness from earlier is almost gone too."

London

"Nah, it's mostly better. Glad to hear it's fine, let's get going!" He rushed away.

Faelian

"That's good." He heads off with him while wondering what London's rushing about.

London

They made their way through the desert and found the hill that overlooked the nearby port town; it was the same hill that Taulgeese had warped them to when they first traveled to Weiscan with August.

London glanced around to judge the serenity of the surrounding area, and then brought out his backpack to reveal his cape. "This should work." He wasn't planning to wear the cape again anytime soon (if ever) anyway, so it seemed like a safe thing to sacrifice for the cause.

Faelian

Faelian took a look around the scenery once they were there. He turned his attention back to London next and watched as he placed his cape on the ground. He sat his own bag on the ground next to it. "Yeah, that should be fine."

London

London plopped on the ground and next lied down completely to stare up at the sky. "I guess I thought birthdays were like a way to show your gratitude to someone for the fact they were born. I really don't mind if no one celebrates my birthday, though. Everyone had fun, so that's all that matters." He thought back to how he kind of messed up August's birthday and felt bad. Was bringing him this present really the right thing to do? Hmm.. He sat back up.

Faelian

Faelian took off the suit jacket and tie and folded them neatly before placing them in his bag nearby. Once that was done he moved to sit down beside London. "Hm.. I guess that is what it's suppose to be about, huh? A lot of people just think of it as growing another year older." He pauses for a moment. 'I'm glad that you were born."

London

London's lips part surprised by the sudden words. He could feel his heart beat a little faster and blushed looking aimlessly in another direction. Turning his head, he could see the ocean in clear view, and it was such a nice sight behind the small lights of the ships docking and the port. "I love you.." He mumbled shyly, half hoping the elf couldn't hear. Then he pulled his knees forward to his chest in an attempt to hide his embarrassment.

Faelian

/r 1d20+1

fightdiceBOT

@Faelian: 1d20+1 = (7)+1 = 8

:crylian::nothavingfun::pissoff::pathetic::longdong::donglong::crit1:

Faelian

Faelian hears London mumble something and sees him hide his face. He couldn't make out what he said though. He can't tell if London was feeling sad or embarrassed either since he had hidden his face but hopefully it was the latter. He sits up and leans against the other bard slightly. "Hm?"

London

He leans back with a smile, "Nothing! Anyway, why don't we continue that drinking game?" His innocent smile was quickly replaced with a smirk.

Faelian

He smiles too, reassured by London's smile that he was still in a good mood. "Alright. I have four bottles of mead in my bag we can use." He gazes back at London with a small grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. He'd be more willing to answer London's questions now that they were alone. It would be interesting if he could still get him to drink though.

London

"Luckily, I also brought two shot glasses." Which he may have stolen.”That should be enough to drink for a little while.”

Faelian

He laughs a little. "So are we going to play the same game as earlier?"

London

"Yeah, we'll just continue it." He smiles. "We can add extra rules and stuff if we need to. I still want to see you drunk.."

Faelian

"Alright then. Did you have any new rules in mind? You can start first if that's alright. Although I can't imagine what else you might have to ask me or dare me to do."

London

London was about to say something before he realized... "Wait, we already know most everything about each other! Truths will be a lot harder this round, huh?..."

Faelian

He laughs a little. "Yeah, might be harder to think of stuff to ask but I'm sure it will be fun anyway."

London

"Same rules then. You can only say something two times in a row. No more. Then.. truth or dare?"

Faelian

Faelian takes a moment to consider. "Hm.. I'll start with a truth then."

London

"Aw, you sneak." He smirked. "What's the strangest place you've ever had to take a piss?"

Faelian

"Heh.. I can't pick all truths so don't worry." He laughs at the question. "What a first question. ..hmm.." He laughs a little and tries to remember any weird places he's did that at before. "I can't think of anything that would be considered weird. Does that mean I need to drink?"

London

"You're kidding... You've traveled for ten years and have lived for 100, you must have something good... Toilets aren't always conveniently around..." :prefersmen:

Faelian

"I mean I've used it in the woods before or in a bush, but those aren't really weird places, right?"

London

"Yeah..." Damn. "Take a drink."

Faelian

"Still two drinks?" He smiles and drinks one before pouring himself another and drinking it as well.

London

"Yeah." He smiled back.

Faelian

/r 1d20+1

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@Faelian: 1d20+1 = (20)+1 = 21

London

He looked totally unaffected.... "Truth."

Faelian

He grinned. "Hehe... Hmm.. ok then. What's one of your guilty pleasures that I may not know about?"

London

"Aw, now I'm going to have to think about it, hmm..." He thought for a bit. "You know about me reading erotic novels, huh?..."

Faelian

"Yeah, oops it might be kinda hard to answer." He gives London a nod. "Yeah, but if that's a guilty pleasure we can count it since you haven't talked about it too much before."

London

"No, I can try to think of a different one, umm...... Ah! I've got it!" He stuck his nose up proudly. "Whenever I want to talk to Beaford, I always have to pull a prank on him first."

Faelian

He grins. "Hah! Really? Does he fall for them easy?" He kind of wanted to see Beaford pranked now.

London

"Um, not really... He's caught me every time I think."

Faelian

"Aww, it must be because he's a ranger... Too bad. I hope you can pull one over on him eventually."

London

"Yeah, me too. So, truth or dare?"

Faelian

"Hm... dare." He hopes he won't regret it. At least it would be less embarrassing if it was only the two of them. He could always drink if he didn't want to as well.

London

"I want to see you do a flip." He smiled.

Faelian

"Alright, that's easy enough." Faelian stood up and moved a little away from the cape and London in case he fell.

/r 1d20+4

fightdiceBOT

@Faelian: 1d20+4 = (17)+4 = 21

London

There was an applause!

"Good job! I'll do a dare for you next."

Faelian

"Alright then... hmm.." He holds his chin while thinking. "I dare you to serenade me for a minute." He smirks.

London

"Are you forgetting I'm a bard? That's such an easy task." He laughed then moved to sit directly in front of him before clearing his throat.

/r 1d20+2

fightdiceBOT

@London: 1d20+2 = (5)+2 = 7

:nyalian:

London

:crit1:

Faelian

He smiles more. "I just thought i'd be embarrassing for you. Figured you'd drink before doing it."

London

Tonight wasn't London's night. Between the drinks earlier and the sand getting up his nose, his singing was horrible. He coughed and blushed. "Um, your turn.." He was totally dejected.

Faelian

Faelian bites his lip slightly as he listens. "Hehe.. you're just embarrassed don't worry about it." London usually sang much better so he knew this wasn't his best day. "Alright.. I'll do another dare then."

London

"Y-yeah..." He was still embarrassed and pouted. This may have been the first time he was singing for Faelian specifically, but he ruined it. After a sigh, he finally responded, "Give me one second..."

/r 1d6

fightdiceBOT

@London: 1d6 = (4) = 4

London

/r 1d6

fightdiceBOT

@London: 1d6 = (3) = 3

London

/r 1d6

fightdiceBOT

@London: 1d6 = (1) = 1

London

After three attempts is was exhausted and gave up. "Aaaaa, why can't I ever make anything!"

"Do you want a take two at that dare I never got you earlier?"

Faelian

Faelian watches London with interest. He frowns and pats his back softly when he fails. "Aw.. that sucks. What were you going to do?" He thinks about it. "Hm.. that one you scared me from doing? I can still stop and drink if it's too embarrassing right?"

London

"Yeah."

Faelian

"Alright, I'll do it. I still want to know what you were trying to make just then first."

London

"Oh.. Ask next time I say truth" He smiled. "Okay ready for step 1 then?"

Faelian

"Pfft... you'll just drink, won't you? I'll be curious all night if you won't tell me." He decides to ask London on a truth anyway. "Alright then."

London

"Step 1 was get on your hands and knees." He now sat with his legs crossed expectantly. This wasn't going to be as amusing as in the bar, but it would still be funny to see.

Faelian

Faelian makes a face. "Good thing I avoided that, for real. Doing it here isn't as embarrassing though.. not that part anyway.." He does it.

London

"Step 2: pretend you're a dog and do a little bark.."

Faelian

Faelian's face turns red at hearing that. "Really glad I backed out of it before now..." He hesitates for a few moments before giving a small bark.

London

"Step 3.. is to continue being a dog and sniff your ass."

Faelian

Faelian gets up and dusts himself off before sitting down beside London and drinking.

London

He laughs.

Faelian

/r 1d20+1

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@Faelian: 1d20+1 = (14)+1 = 15

London

"Hm, then next I'll say dare." He'll hold off saying truth longer just to meme him

Faelian

Faelian smiles and narrows his eyes at him. He know's what he's up to. "Alright then... I dare you to do a little strip tease. You can keep the pants and shoes on."

London

"Wow, you really want me to do this out here where people can see me?.. I guess it's good you aren't too possessive.. Just tell me when to stop." After standing up, a scarf was immediately dropped over Faelian's face. A belt soon followed landing on his lap. Then he was removing his armor. And grabbed the end of his tunic and started to pull it overhead in a slow and careful way..

/r 1d20+2

fightdiceBOT

@London: 1d20+2 = (19)+2 = 21

London

also sexy. A very sexy way apparently.

:prefersmen:

Faelian

"There's no one out here but us anyway, London. Even if someone walked by and saw, they'd see you were directing it at me anyway." He watched London with a very amused expression and by the time he was finished his own cheeks were red. "Wow, I didn't expect you to be so good at that. You can get dressed now." He smiles and looks away a little shyly.

London

"Huh, you really want me to stop? I can keep going if you think no one will care..."

Faelian

He blushes a little more. "That's enough, don't worry. I only meant your top anyway and it's already removed."

London

"Hmm, fine." He let's his shirt slip out of his fingers then falls back onto the ground. The sandy earth made for a nice cushion, so he wasn't too worried about that backfiring. "Truth or dare?"

Faelian

"Hm.. truth again." He wanted a break from another dare like that.

London

London was about to ask the question casually as he normally would but then caught beforehand himself and blushed. After a moment he finally spoke up, "Um, what's something you don't want your parents to ever find out?" A sigh of relief. This was a much safer question to go for.

Faelian

"Hm... hmmm..." He furrows his brows and thinks about it. "I guess I really don't want them to know I steal stuff... I doubt my father would care too much but my mother might be a little disappointed in me.."

London

"Aw, understandable, hehe. Then I guess next I have to go with truth, huh?"

Faelian

"Yeah. What were you trying to make earlier?" He eyes London seriously. He doesn't want him to drink to get out of this.

London

"Just food. Cherries to be exact. But with my powers, they wouldn't have tasted good anyway."

"Truth or dare?"

Faelian

"Hmm.. cherries?" He'll have to ask him what for next time. "Dare."

London

"Do you remember that marron glacé you gave me earlier? The one that was with me when I jumped in the lake?" As he asked he grabbed his bag and started to pull it out revealing in his hand. Eat it."

Faelian

"Nope." He drinks. There's no way he wants a dirty lake candy.

/r 1d20+1

fightdiceBOT

@Faelian: 1d20+1 = (13)+1 = 14

London

"How many drinks is that since we got here?" London laughed again then ate it, himself.

/r 1d20+1

fightdiceBOT

@London: 1d20+1 = (5)+1 = 6

London

(Tomorrow isn't looking very good for him.. )

Faelian

Faelian laughed at seeing London eat it. "Gross! I even bought you new ones this morning! I've drank uh...6? since we got here...? I think?"

London

"Feeling tipsy?" He grinned then decided to make an excuse for himself. "It's smarter to eat the older stuff first, so it won't go bad. But admittedly that did taste really bad...." London turns his eyes towards a drink just wanting to get that flavor out of his mouth but resists.

Faelian

He laughs a little. "Actually it's still barely affecting me.. I'm doing a little too well tonight. Maybe it's because I drink mead pretty often?"

"I would have thrown it away. I doubt it will make you sick at least."

London

"Hmm, hopefully.." Normally he wouldn't be concerned, but he was beginning to doubt that was a good decision. "I'll go with dare next."

Faelian

"Alright then.." he smiles. "I dare you to tell me what you were going to do with those cherries."

London

"That's something for truth, you cheat. Take another sip for cheating." He flicks Faelian's elf nose. "Truth or dare."

Faelian

"Aww.." He whines and takes another drink before smiling mischievously.

/r 1d20+1

fightdiceBOT

@Faelian: 1d20+1 = (5)+1 = 6

Faelian

Faelian seems to be finally feeling the affects of his drinks. Finally.

London

London stares with his head slightly tilted. Here is a friendly reminder he hasn't put his shirt back on yet. He is trying to meme.

Faelian

"Huh? Oh.. I forgot it was my turn." He laughs a little but the laughing trails off as the other bard's looking at him like that and realizes that his shirt is still off. His cheeks blush slightly. "Uh..Dare..?"

London

"I dare you to do a poor impression of someone in the party. Anyone. But don't tell me who it is, I have to guess."

Faelian

"Hmm... actually that sounds a little tough I think I'll drink. Anything I do would be way too obvious."

/r 1d20-1

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@Faelian: 1d20-1 = (7)-1 = 6

Faelian

Faelian is even more affected by the drinks this time. Probably even visually so.

London

"Aw, it was meant to be easy to guess, though. That's the fun of it.." He sighs kind of sad Faelian gave up so fast. "I'll go with truth next."

Faelian

"What were the cherries for?" He smiles innocently.

London

London said truth to give him this answer. But he was also half expecting Faelian to forget. "To tie the stem. You know..."

Faelian

Faelian smiles even more and narrows his eyes. "Ah, I see. I wonder if I could have even done that. I'll take truth this time too."

London

"Um.. Okay. Out of everyone you know, who would you say has the nicest ass?"

Faelian

He laughs. "Huh? Well I haven't seen everyone naked so I'm not sure. You can't even see Pawo's ass with all those clothes he wears. What qualifies as a nice ass anyway? One I think is cute? I'll just say yours then."

London

"Wow, I thought your standards would be higher. I'll go with dare."

Faelian

"Hmm... I dare you... to get on all fours and meow like a cat." He wanted a little payback for the earlier dog thing.

London

Since London was already sitting down, there wasn't much effort to turn over and crawl to Faelian's lap. He rested on hand on his thigh. "Meow."

/r 1d20+2

fightdiceBOT

@London: 1d20+2 = (5)+2 = 7

London

There was no effort put into his acting. It was as if he said the word itself because that's exactly what he did.

Faelian

Faelian's cheeks turn even more red despite the lack of effort in London's acting. It was mostly the fact that London had actually crawled over to him and rested his hand on his lap. He smirked soon after though. "What a bad meow.. I'll take another dare."

London

He puffed his cheeks a bit insulted by the criticism but held his position in front of Faelian despite the dare being over. "I dare you to do a better meow."

Faelian

He smirked.. alright then. "Meow."

/r 1d20

fightdiceBOT

@Faelian: 1d20 = (9) = 9

Faelian

It was slightly better but not by much at all.

London

"Your meow was worse than mine. Truth." He now moved to simply sit directly in front of Faelian.

Faelian

"Pfft.. it was about the same." He smiles a little nervously before asking his question. "So uh.. how often do you touch yourself?

London

"Huh, you don't know? I guess whenever I have some time alone. Maybe when I shower? Truth or dare?"

Faelian

He smiles. He wasn't sure what he expected but hearing it made him blush anyway. "Truth again."

London

He decided to one-up him. "What's your favorite position?"

Faelian

Faelian blushed a little more at realizing what his question had opened up a pathway too. The questions might get more dangerous from here on out. "Uh.. missionary.. I think.."

London

"You aren't sure?"

Faelian

He furrows his brows slightly. "Nah, it's missionary for sure... I don't mind other positions either though. truth or dare?"

London

"Hmm.." Truth was going nowhere. "Dare."

Faelian

He grins and pats his lap. "Sit on my lap for a few turns."

London

London sighs and does it with a pout. Why must everything be so easy? "Truth or dare?" He asked with his face now much closer to Faelian's.

Faelian

"Should I try to make them more embarrassing things then?" He grinned even more. Now that London was on his lap he moved his arms around his back and intertwined his fingers together. "Dare."

London

For a moment, London lost track of what he was thinking and blushed. He was sure he had a dare in mind two seconds ago... "I dare you to..." He lowered his eyes trying to remember and instead focused on Faelian's lips.

"Ah! Eat a candy out of my hand!" London reached over and grabbed his bag to reveal a fresh new marron glacé and now held it in front of Faelian's head.

Faelian

Faelian just sat there smiling and blinking at London slowly. He was clearly very happy with the dare he had given London and how it seemed to be effecting him.

He flushed slightly when London gave him that dare. He hesitated for only a moment before starting to eat the candy out of London's hand. [rolling to try to make it seductive.. im so sorry london]

/r 1d20

fightdiceBOT

@Faelian: 1d20 = (14) = 14

London

/r 1d20+2

fightdiceBOT

@London: 1d20+2 = (1)+2 = 3

:bards_always_lie:

London

:crit1:

It was super effective! Being in such close proximity, Faelian could hear London's breath quicken from the display. London's face flushed crimson, and for a moment he forgot all about the game they were playing...

When all that was left was the last bite of the candy, London preemptively traced his fingers over Faelian's mouth slowly and with care, keeping the candy from going in before pushing the sweet inside on his own. His fingers held the edge of Faelian's teeth. He wanted them to explore more...

Faelian

Faelian hadn't really expected to get such a strong reaction out of the other bard. He was pleased at hearing his breath quicken and he couldn't help but peek up to get a look at his expression. It wasn't often that he saw London with such a red face and he was thankful that he'd probably be able to remember it the next day.

Once he was almost finished London did that unexpected thing and it was his turn to blush darkly. His heart quickened and he watched London with interested eyes as he allowed him to feed him the last bite of the candy. London's fingers were now holding the edge of his teeth. What was he thinking? He wanted to know.

London

London's breathing grew a bit more careful, but it was still just as deep. Instead of pulling back, he let his fingertips follow the jagged line of Faelian's teeth. "Elves are so pretty..." He blushed. "Even your teeth are beautiful..." Faelian, of course, was unable to speak at this time, so London continued to feel the inside of Faelian's mouth - careful to not let the piece of candy slip down his throat. Once satisfied, he drew his head closer and spoke in a quiet tone, "I want to touch more of you.." finally releasing Faelian's mouth only to press his own against it.

Faelian

Faelian's own breathing picked up pretty fast now and he was blushing even darker. It was hard not to with what London was doing and saying. Faelian couldn't say anything in return so all the other bard would receive were Faelian's blue eyes looking at him in an enticing way. He even rubbed his tongue against London's fingers a little before the other pulled them away. The last comment had urged him to make that move and caused his heart to beat even faster. He returned the kiss eagerly.

London

Now his hands clung to Faelian's back, bringing him tightly closer. He continued kissing him intently, pausing for only a moment just to steal the bit of candy from Faelian's mouth and eat it, himself. London let that moment last barely long enough for Faelian to catch his breath before pressing his tongue back in again. He was beginning to lean in on him and risked pushing the bard down...

(Roll str and 10 and below means Faelian falls over

Faelian

/r 1d20-1

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@Faelian: 1d20-1 = (4)-1 = 3

Faelian

This was much more intense than their kisses that morning. His own hands moved in return, one to the back of London's neck and the other to his lower back. His face burned harshly with blush as London stole the piece of candy right out of his mouth and ate it. He could only watch the other with burning cheeks and a slightly dazed expression. He tried to catch his breath in the small amount of time that London was doing that but it was only just enough.

He was caught off guard when London started leaning on him and fell backwards into the sand with almost no resistance. He ignored the fact that he fell and continued to kiss London passionately instead.

London

Lying down only allowed him to press closer to the other. It was only when London, himself, had to breathe that he drew away with a shaky breathe. He stared down at him in a trance and stroked a hand down Faelian's cheek, then his neck, and finally brought it down to the first button of his dress shirt - ready to undo it.

Faelian

When the kiss was finally broken he drew heavy shaky breaths while looking up at the other bard. He sighed softly and pressed his cheek into London's hand when he touched it. He was surprised to find that the other hand was moving lower, touching his neck and then to the first button of his shirt.

This time London's hand on his button wasn't a distraction. His heart beat faster. He wasn't really against letting this kind of thing happen at all but.. he still hadn't gotten to confess. Would confessing now end this moment? Would it make it better? How much had London drank anyway? Would he regret doing this by morning?

He moved both of his arms to wrap more tightly around London's back. His skin was warm.. "London. I love you."

London

Hearing those words snapped London back to realilty, and a quick gasp interrupted his attempt to catch his breath, "H-huh?.." His fingers froze in place on the man's chest.

Faelian

It was easy to see that London had been caught off guard and snapped back to his normal thoughts. His heartbeat calmed down a little too. He half cursed himself for ending the moment but maybe it really was better saved for later. He repeated his words while looking up at the other seriously, his cheeks were still very red. "I love you, London."

London

He let his hand slide up and slipped it back behind Faelian's neck. "I love you, too.." He kissed him again. Then in telepathy spoke up, Fuck Faelian, we're in port to Weiscan transit view. Why are we doing this here?

Faelian

Faelian wanted to say more but he was kissed again before he could. Hearing London tell him he loved him too caused his heart to speed back up once again.

He smiled into the kiss as London started talking to him via telepathy. Was it easier for him to talk like this? Because we wanted to camp out under the stars and things took an unexpected turn. Do you want to move?

London

Um, I want to move.. But not in the way you're thinking.. He sweats, then breaks away from the kiss to wipe off his mouth, completely ashamed. "Fuck, I need to calm down! This is too much.." London's face was probably as red as his scarf. He wanted to hide in it about now.. He makes a quick glance back at Faelian to see how he was handling things.

Faelian

Your hands on my buttons were enough to tell me exactly how you want to move. That's why I suggested moving somewhere else. He wipes his own mouth slightly while never taking his eyes off of the other. London would be able to tell that Faelian was worked up just as much with his red face and heavy breaths.

London

London's lips pout, and he cancels the telepathy. "I was really looking forward to camping out. I don't want to ruin it for elf dong." He holds his breath realizing his priorities were really out of place, but they did go through the trouble of walking all the way out here, and boy was that a walk; he glances back at the landscape city they came from. It would be so much work heading all the way back...

Faelian

Faelian laughs a little while sitting up straight. "Yeah, that's okay. I was looking forward to sleeping out here too so that's fine." He looks over at the landscape as well. It really was beautiful. He's silent for only a few moments. "Hm.. if you want to continue here I wouldn't mind."

London

How could one man be so shameless and embarrassing. London's face was flushed, and he had to work to keep himself from being shaken by the thought. He pointed an accusing finger at the elf but no words came... Instead he set his arm down and turned his head away. "D-do you really want to?.." After all they've been through already tonight, it was hard for him not to get a little attracted to the thought.

Faelian

Faelian's face turned even more red at London's reaction and he looked away shyly. He only looked back when London spoke and flushed even more. After that reaction he was pretty surprised London was still considering it. "I wouldn't be against it..."

London

I'M ROLLING FOR BETTER JUDGEMENT

/r 1d20+2

fightdiceBOT

@London: 1d20+2 = (16)+2 = 18

London

SAVING ROLL TO THE RESCUE

London blushed and glanced further away. He wanted to. He really wanted to. But.. Then he watched as a caravan drove by near them. Yeah, it was a really stupid idea. They'd be arrested, taken to Weiscan prison, compared to the wanted posters, mocked by August, sentenced to death. A really bad time. London sighed and lied back. Drinking now would be a really bad idea...

"I want our first time to be at a memorable place, but maybe also one that isn't so awkwardly located, you know..?" He turned his head to peak at the other and gave him a quick wink. "Besides, didn't you also want us to be a couple first? I still need to hear the rest of your 'big confession.'"

Faelian

Faelian watched London closely while he thought about it. He took mental notes of his expressions. His eyes were drawn to the caravan as well and he realized that it was actually a pretty bad idea as well. He wasn't sure if he'd say no if London said yes though... he was the one urging him on after all. A small smile tugged the corner of his lips when London laid down. That was probably a good sign that he had decided against the idea. He felt a little relieved.

"Hehe.. yeah.. me too." He smiled even more when London winked at him and moved over to lay down beside him. "Yeah, that's right. I'll do that now then..." He looks at London seriously and waits in case he wants to face him.

London

Knowing what was coming up suddenly made London feel nervous. Did he mention it at the right time? He glanced around remembering they never did finish their game, but maybe making Faelian drink before his confession was a bad idea. Who knows how that could turn out? After a fast gulp, he sat up ready to see it through.

Faelian

Faelian quickly grew nervous as well. He was still a little confident that London would say yes, especially considering what had just happened and the fact that London had said he loved him in return just earlier, but the thought of hearing a no still tugged at his heart. Slowly he'd sit up once again and moved to face the other bard.

Faelian sat quietly looking at him for a few moments before speaking. "London." He pauses. "For a long while now I've been meaning to tell you some important things... To tell you that you're one of the most important people in my life. How happy you make me feel when you're by my side... How my heart beats faster with every little praise and look you give me. How that every night we lay together I want nothing more than to hold you closely and feel your warmth and yours alone. How that I am honestly, truly, and completely in love with you."

He lets out a small shaky breath before continuing. "London. I love you with all of my heart. Will you allow me to become your lover?"

London

Part of him wanted to laugh because Faelian proposed this so formally, but considering he asked for this, London really had no room to judge. His eyes darted away to consider any last details before coming to his final decision. He was about to speak, but then stopped himself to reconsider and continued looking away. Finally, he turned his head downwards, smiling subtly.

"I do want to be with you. I'll spend the rest of my life traveling with you." London reached a hand to clasp Faelian's own and gripped it tightly.

"I know I've probably said this a million times because I always forget what I actually have said, but ahem." He coughed embarrassed after making that comment. It sounded really dumb. "I'm happy I met you. Even if the whole world hates me and there's not one person who would believe in me, I've always had you... You've stayed by my side for all of this time, even when I was at my worst. I love you just as much, if not more. I've always treasured your company. If there was one thing keeping me alive these past three years, it was you. I'll spend my entire lifetime just to make that up to you. So even if it goes against my initial outlook on life, I don't mind being with just you and not sharing that love with anyone else. You can have my heart, body, and soul, or.. whatever." That last line was something he totally read in a book somewhere, but hopefully it gave the picture. "I love you, too, Faelian, - more than anything in the world."

Faelian

Faelian sat there silently looking at London while he waited for his reply. His expression looked anxious but he quickly tried to push those thoughts away and give a more anticipated look. He didn't want his expression to affect London's reply.

When London took his hand tightly into his own and said those words his heartbeat sped up once again that night. He moved his hand to hold London's in return. The anxious feelings in his chest and stomach faded away the longer London talked. Despite not wanting to cry a few tears fell from his eyes as he continued to listen to the other. These were tears for a different reason though and he smiled while wiping them away with his free hand. "I'm so happy.. I've always treasured you and your company as well. I'm glad I met you and was able to help you. Don't feel pressured to make that up to me though. Having you by my side is enough. I love you so much.. more than I can put into words. I'm so sorry I didn't let you know earlier."

"If in the future you feel too confined being with only me please tell me and we can work something out. There's nothing we can't work out together. You're my most cherished friend and your happiness is just as important to me as my own."

London

It was true the fact Faelian had not confessed sooner bothered him earlier, but.. "Don't worry about it. It's all in the past now. I was being selfish holding the fact you didn't tell sooner against you. It was just a lot to take in.. Sorry for making you wait for a response.. If I ever feel like I'm being confined, then I'm just not being grateful enough. I always wanted at least one person to care for me, and you've given me that. Wanting any more than that is really pushing my luck. I'll be happy with just you for the rest of my life."

Faelian

He moves closer to the other now, sitting on his right instead of facing him. Once there he leans his head over against his shoulder and holds his hand again. "Actually.. this week of waiting has been really fun. There's no need to apologize for it."

"Alright just.. if something like that comes up that bothers you don't be afraid to tell me, okay?"

London

London's face brightens at hearing Faelian say he enjoyed the week despite his own mishaps, and he rocks his head from side to side in joy. "I'm really glad. I hope we can keep having fun. I'll try to let you know if anything ever comes up." He hoped they could keep holding hands for years to come, only releasing it in order to entwine Faelian's fingers between his own.

Faelian

Faelian laughs. "I'm glad that you're glad. I'm sure we can. We do most of the time anyway." He nudges his head against London's a little bit. "Alright, just don't hold anything in that might make you feel bad later, okay?" It was better to talk about things earlier than later... probably. He gave London's hand a squeeze. "Did you want to keep playing the drinking game?"

London

"Don't worry, I already do that.. kind of." He laughs in return. "Well, we'll see how it goes! Anyway, yeah, let's keep playing!" There was a pink tint to his cheeks as he spoke. The idea of playing now had him feeling all warm and fuzzy. It's bizarre how just confessing something they both already knew could have that kind of impact.

"Hehe, hey Faelian, you know we must look really ridiculous confessing to each other like this. You're in a loose butler outfit, and I'm in only my pants. Not to mention we're right next to the desert and the ocean. It must look so dumb."

Faelian

He hopes London will. He'd be sad to find out later he was feeling bad because of him. "Alright then.. I believe you dared me last.." His cheeks blushed at remembering that's what caused the earlier incident. He felt warm and fuzzy too. Happier than he had been in a long while. It had only been a little more than a week but it felt like so much more time had passed since he first confessed to London. He looks at London and then himself before laughing.

"Yeah, we really must."