#solum / paion

[unavernales]

fantasy, lingerie, marks, strip for lennox/paion......... someone's curious.......

fantasy — do they have any sexual fantasies they'd like to try out? have they ever gotten to act on a sexual fantasy?

the thing about paion is that he has a thing for virginity. purity. virgin brides on their wedding night, angels, even white lingerie really gets them going. he's not proud of it, but... well. lennox doesn't have many fantasies that he hasn't acted on. it's his job, after all, to be selfish. though he'd love to fuck a god. have someone so powerful open, tender, begging for fae.

lingerie — do they own lingerie? if so, how often do they wear it? what kind of lingerie do they like to wear the most? do they like when their partners wear lingerie for them?

fae has a drawer of lingerie he enjoys donning every once in a while. he's apathetic about his partners wearing lingerie, unless it's humiliating for them. if it's humiliating? oh, he's into it. as stated prior, paion enjoys when his partner wears a pretty lingerie set. especially when it's frilly. lacy. white maybe with hints of pink or baby blue.

marks — do they like being marked? do they like marking their partners?

neither of them like being marked due to their respective lines of work. paion will mark if asked to, but he isn't particularly inclined to do so. lennox has a kink for destroying and defiling. so. i assume the answer should be obvious.

strip — does your muse like stripping for their partner(s)? do they like when their partner(s) strip(s) for them? do they like their partner(s) stripping them naked? do they like to strip their partner(s) naked?

paion enjoys doing the stripping, always most comfortable being the one to serve and care for his partners. lennox is bossy and likes to remind his partners that they are beneath him, so he loves when they do the tedious work. fae will do the fun stuff for his own pleasure, but the nitty gritty? you can do that for him.

[weedzkiller]

to @unavernales ( for paion )

"paion, may i ask you a question?" solum asks as they wipe splatters of marinara sauce from the stove. it had bubbled more than they expected, but paion loved it, and that was what mattered. they never minded cleaning up anyway. and it gives them something to do while they ask a question that's been brewing for..... weeks, honestly.

still, it can't bring itself to ask him directly. it can't even look at him! why is ze so embarrassed! "when lennox was..... helping me get ready for you, he knew a lot about what you like. how to get you to touch me." solum's cheeks burn. "and i was wondering..... how fae knew all of that. do you talk about things like this, with him? or have you.... have you fucked each other?"

[weedzkiller]

paion, as he always does, steadies them. from the day they were brutalized and cast down to earth, he's been their safe space, their protector, their home. they love him, they love him, they love him. he presses against their back and they feel safe; he tells them they're allowed to express their hurt and they feel like they can breathe.

but not until they say the two of them haven't fucked anyone together does solum really relax. and ze's got so many questions still, and the jealousy hasn't entirely faded away, but at least now ze knows ze isn't entirely insufficient.

and then oh. oh. the idea of being with both paion and lennox at once makes dangerous little thrill run down its body. it can't quite work out the logistics, mind already too hazy to even begin to guess how that would work. but oh does it sound lovely. it thinks of feeling paion's gentle hands and lennox' sharp teeth at the same time and has to bite back a whimper. and yet... "wouldn't that be selfish?" ze murmurs. "i know—i know i can't be everything you both want, fulfill every need. i don't mind that! i want you both to be satisfied! but.... if there's someone else you both want....." oh, the very idea makes zer feel sick. why can't ze be enough? is there something ze's doing wrong? "i don't want to be selfish. but if you touch each other, i want to see. is that all right?”

it's easy for paion to get lost in that gorgeous smile, solum sounding and looking so sweet. the domesticity of it all (despite the subject matter at hand) isn't lost on paion. and honestly? it's nice. it is. paion had never really settled down with someone, too dedicated to his work, but they think that this is what it must feel like: warm, fuzzy, content.

at solum's question, paion cages the angel in, wide front pressed to zer back as he presses a kiss to the shell of the other's ear. "you don't have to bottle your feelings, love. not for my sake. if you feel hurt, you can express that. you can feel that." he hooks his chin over its shoulder and rubs its sides reassuringly. the stove was spotless by then, and paion catches on that solum is still nervous.

"no, not since you and i connected. i haven't been with anyone." he just doesn't have the time for it. also, the doctor would feel guilty, leaving solum alone in his big house as paion was fucking someone else into the mattress. though, paion can't speak for lennox. the unseelie fae has never been one for monogamy, and neither has paion, really. the doctor didn't have a possessive bone in his body, but he did have a few protective ones.

"would you like for us to only be with you in that way from now on? would that make you more comfortable?" it's crossed his mind a few times. he and lennox have had considerable fun together. lennox had always been the push while paion was the pull. hard dom, soft dom, fae liked to tease with his teeth bit into the most sensitive skin of the thigh. obviously solum liked both of their styles, so why wouldn't it make sense for it to indulge in both at the same time?

[weedzkiller]

solum is happy. happier than it knew was possible, certainly happier than it ever was in heaven. it's safe, healthy, cared for and adored by two wonderful men—but unfortunately, they've created a bit of a monster. after a lifetime of austerity and self denial, they're suddenly being given everything they ask for, and now they can't stop asking.

our tastes tend to align. it should be obvious, really, given the way they pass solum zerself back and forth between them. and their explanation makes sense; in all of solum's most secret fantasies, ze could never quite work out what zer most beloved boys would be doing to each other given what they both seemed to prefer. and yet, beneath all that is a tangled black void of jealousy and hurt.

still, he looks up with flushed cheeks and a shy smile, leaning back into paion's hand. "i—it's all right that you didn't. there's no reason to, really. i'm not upset that you've seen each other like that; how could i be!" and yet. and yet. they look back to the stovetop. wipe aimlessly at nothing. "have you..... has there been..... after me...... have you been with anyone together?" they don't know if they're making sense at all. but they can't do any better than this.

dinner had been lovely, as it always was since solum had tumbled into his life. perhaps there was something to be said about having someone cook dinner for you at the end of the day. especially if that someone is just... so gosh darn pretty. he's just handed a dental chew to kimi when solum suddenly speaks up.

"of course, love," he promises as he straightens to give the mastiff a pat to her side before she shuffles away to her plush dogbed. the question, he has to admit, isn't unexpected. it's inevitable, given their... situation. and perhaps he should have disclosed such information sooner to avoid the inevitable bashfulness. the doctor had never been comfortable talking about sex outside of it, but, well, solum deserved answers. they rub their neck distractedly, huffing out a laugh.

"ah, me and lennox... we're... friends." he thinks. "we talk a lot about that aspect of our lives. sometimes it's in a more clinical sense... but sometimes we're just venting." oh, paion really needs to stop skirting the issue. spit it out, doc! "we've shared a few experiences with each other. only, uh, with--" he clears his throat. "with others involved. our tastes tend to, uh..." he makes a vague notion with his hands. "align." it's then that they move closer to solum, just enough to rest a large hand on zer lower back, comforting.

"i apologize for not sharing that with you. i should have said something." he tucks a loose strand of hair behind the angel's ear. "i'm proud of you for asking. i know you must have struggled to bring that up. did i answer your question? do you have any more?"

[unavernales]

it's easy for paion to get lost in that gorgeous smile, solum sounding and looking so sweet. the domesticity of it all (despite the subject matter at hand) isn't lost on paion. and honestly? it's nice. it is. paion had never really settled down with someone, too dedicated to his work, but they think that this is what it must feel like: warm, fuzzy, content.

at solum's question, paion cages the angel in, wide front pressed to zer back as he presses a kiss to the shell of the other's ear. "you don't have to bottle your feelings, love. not for my sake. if you feel hurt, you can express that. you can feel that." he hooks his chin over its shoulder and rubs its sides reassuringly. the stove was spotless by then, and paion catches on that solum is still nervous.

"no, not since you and i connected. i haven't been with anyone." he just doesn't have the time for it. also, the doctor would feel guilty, leaving solum alone in his big house as paion was fucking someone else into the mattress. though, paion can't speak for lennox. the unseelie fae has never been one for monogamy, and neither has paion, really. the doctor didn't have a possessive bone in his body, but he did have a few protective ones.

"would you like for us to only be with you in that way from now on? would that make you more comfortable?" it's crossed his mind a few times. he and lennox have had considerable fun together. lennox had always been the push while paion was the pull. hard dom, soft dom, fae liked to tease with his teeth bit into the most sensitive skin of the thigh. obviously solum liked both of their styles, so why wouldn't it make sense for it to indulge in both at the same time?

solum is happy. happier than it knew was possible, certainly happier than it ever was in heaven. it's safe, healthy, cared for and adored by two wonderful men—but unfortunately, they've created a bit of a monster. after a lifetime of austerity and self denial, they're suddenly being given everything they ask for, and now they can't stop asking.

our tastes tend to align. it should be obvious, really, given the way they pass solum zerself back and forth between them. and their explanation makes sense; in all of solum's most secret fantasies, ze could never quite work out what zer most beloved boys would be doing to each other given what they both seemed to prefer. and yet, beneath all that is a tangled black void of jealousy and hurt.

still, he looks up with flushed cheeks and a shy smile, leaning back into paion's hand. "i—it's all right that you didn't. there's no reason to, really. i'm not upset that you've seen each other like that; how could i be!" and yet. and yet. they look back to the stovetop. wipe aimlessly at nothing. "have you..... has there been..... after me...... have you been with anyone together?" they don't know if they're making sense at all. but they can't do any better than this.

[unavernales]

dinner had been lovely, as it always was since solum had tumbled into his life. perhaps there was something to be said about having someone cook dinner for you at the end of the day. especially if that someone is just... so gosh darn pretty. he's just handed a dental chew to kimi when solum suddenly speaks up.

"of course, love," he promises as he straightens to give the mastiff a pat to her side before she shuffles away to her plush dogbed. the question, he has to admit, isn't unexpected. it's inevitable, given their... situation. and perhaps he should have disclosed such information sooner to avoid the inevitable bashfulness. the doctor had never been comfortable talking about sex outside of it, but, well, solum deserved answers. they rub their neck distractedly, huffing out a laugh.

"ah, me and lennox... we're... friends." he thinks. "we talk a lot about that aspect of our lives. sometimes it's in a more clinical sense... but sometimes we're just venting." oh, paion really needs to stop skirting the issue. spit it out, doc! "we've shared a few experiences with each other. only, uh, with--" he clears his throat. "with others involved. our tastes tend to, uh..." he makes a vague notion with his hands. "align." it's then that they move closer to solum, just enough to rest a large hand on zer lower back, comforting.

"i apologize for not sharing that with you. i should have said something." he tucks a loose strand of hair behind the angel's ear. "i'm proud of you for asking. i know you must have struggled to bring that up. did i answer your question? do you have any more?"

to @unavernales ( for paion )

"paion, may i ask you a question?" solum asks as they wipe splatters of marinara sauce from the stove. it had bubbled more than they expected, but paion loved it, and that was what mattered. they never minded cleaning up anyway. and it gives them something to do while they ask a question that's been brewing for..... weeks, honestly.

still, it can't bring itself to ask him directly. it can't even look at him! why is ze so embarrassed! "when lennox was..... helping me get ready for you, he knew a lot about what you like. how to get you to touch me." solum's cheeks burn. "and i was wondering..... how fae knew all of that. do you talk about things like this, with him? or have you.... have you fucked each other?"