#these songs i will sing for only you : henry ( lusca )

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(( @sempitcrnalis​ sent --- [ for Lusca~ ] ❝ There's very little I wouldn't do for you. ❞ ))

It made the siren smile. A rare sight to all but Henry... the only human to ever earn his affections, his attention, his love. They were words that caused Lusca to lean forward. Fingers, a moment ago interlaced, slid forward to fold over his love’s, clasping gently, pulling them closer.    “ Is that so? Well, in that case, Henry, might that include.... “  

Smile widened to a mischievous grin, lips curling.     “ Going to sleep? “   

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(( @sempitcrnalis​ sent ---  [ Lusca~ ] ❝ That is, quite literally, the very definition of illegal! ❞ ))

The way Henry said that made it seem as though the siren should care... Yet, all it accomplished was drawing a rather mischievous grin to Lusca’s features, through the roiling anger,  one that nearly stretched up to his ears.    “ According to whose laws? “    Another step forward.   “ Humans’ laws? Come now, Henry, you know just how quickly those shift and change... The laws of the sea are resolute. And they state that, if someone wanders into your territory, threatens what you love, you shred them and destroy everything they love. “   Another step, boot dropping heavy into gathering puddles.  “ And he more than threatened YOU, Henry. I’d be well within my right to rip him apart him and burn his house around whatever’s left of him. “    Hand rose, as though to move his love aside and stomp forward, up the walkway to the house before them... where he could smell the filthy stench wafting out, the same he’d smelled on Henry just hours before, amidst bruises and the stomach-churning smell of Henry’s spilled blood. But, instead, it rest upon the other man’s arm. Deceptively elegant fingers coiled tight. Released.   “ But, if you don’t want me to... “   the siren spoke as though it pained him to say,  “ I’ll let him... live. “  

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(( @sempitcrnalis​ sent ---  [ for Lusca~ ] ❝ Stop acting so nonchalant about the very REAL possibility of being hurt or killed. ❞  ))

Up until that moment, Lusca had been joking, chuckling at warnings given, mocking the weight of the assignment Captain Reynolds had foisted on the siren... Yes, it was true this would be the most daunting. Alone, unarmed, expected to slink his way into a gold-filled fortress with naught but his voice and it’s charms to get him back out with armfuls of treasure. Though, Lusca felt no nervousness. After all, he was immortal, wasn’t he? Invincible and unstoppable, able to shred through opponents like poorly sewn sail. And he’d been vocal about these facts. Each statement or question offered his way by the rest of the crew was met with jest and sneering at the Captain’s orders. Until it came to Henry. 

The siren’s grin faltered. There was true fear in his love’s voice. Enough that Lusca felt compelled to reach forward, pressing his hand to Henry’s shoulder, guiding him off from the main part of the deck and into a more secluded corner.     “ Henry... you don’t need to worry. I’ll be careful.  ------- I have every intention to strike first if I come into any trouble, you know this. After all, “      there returned his grin, lips curling back to reveal gleaming, pointed teeth,    “ I’ve been feeling a bit peckish. “

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(( @sempitcrnalis sent ---  [ Lusca~ ] ❝ Are you trying to give me a bloody heart attack?!?!? ❞ ))

His weight was slouched against the wall, only held upright by one hand --- staining a print of itself where it rested --- propped against brick. But, that fact didn’t prevent the grin that followed. Lips curled back, gleaming fangs smeared the same shade as those fingers... blood coated over his tongue, and not all of it his own.     “ You have so little faith in me, Henry...? “    The siren’s voice carried a strain so rarely heard, yet, that couldn’t put any sort of damper on the humor it still held.     “ Really, you think that they could’ve harmed me? ME? “

[rubiesintherough]

@sempitcrnalis

henry: could you, please, do me a small favour?

lusca: I would literally kill for you, henry, but do go on.

[rubiesintherough]

(( @sempitcrnalis ))

lusca, while staring wistfully at only one  ( 1 )  man on board, and in the softest damn voice anyone in the crew has ever heard:   h e ‘ s    b  e a u t i f u l 

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(( @sempitcrnalis gets some siren spiciness as requested ))

     “ H e n r y ~ ... “    A whisper of his name, carrying every ounce of intention in that single breath. Hands found the other man’s hips. Drew him back with a determined pull into the hollow of the siren’s own, arms winding their slow and unwavering way around Henry’s waist, ensuring there’d be no way for him to escape Lusca’s hold and return to the task he’d been tending to.    “ You were meant to be asleep hours ago... “    Head bowed to his love’s shoulder in a cascade of dark locks. Lips parted, a grin, his mouth dragging its way up to the crook of Henry’s neck and settling there.    “ Need I coax you to bed...? “     The prick of fangs. The siren knew well what he was doing, a nip just firm enough into the softness of skin to be felt... before it was released in favor of his tongue tracing across the mark left.    “ You know how... persuasive I can be. “ 

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(( @aeternitasintricatae​ sent ---  [ Lusca~ ] ❝ I, wanted to make you proud. All I've e v e r wanted is to make you proud. ❞ ))

       “ ---------  Did I ever imply that you haven’t? “    Of course there was no hint of frustration, nor mocking  ( so commonly held when speaking to any other )  beneath the siren’s voice. Only genuine curiosity.  He had so rarely felt that sting of doubt, ever self-assured, utterly confident in his appearance, each and every choice he made. He’d so infrequently had a reason to question himself. So, Lusca couldn’t understand completely all that plagued Henry... but, still, he was determined to allay those fears. And he sat himself beside him, leaning forward to ensure he held the other man’s gaze before he spoke, again. 

                     “ I’m always proud of you, Henry. “ 

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(( @sempitcrnalis sent ---  [ Lusca~ ] ❝ Lie down. ❞ ))

There were few fates the siren could think of worse than being confined to bed rest... necessary or not. A grumble --- bordering on a soft, irritable growl --- rumbled up from the base of his throat. Even as he relented. Legs that had been swung over the side of the bed, with every intention of carrying him out the door  ( and away from this nest of pillows and blankets he was damn near ironically drowning in )  moments before Henry had re-entered the room... reluctantly drew back onto the mattress. And folded beneath him. Fine, he would sit still. For a while. But, he’d no intention of laying back nor taking the nap Henry seemed so keen on. 

          “ It’s already stopped bleeding. “   

Hours ago, actually. Most likely almost healed. Endearing as his human’s worrying was, it was the smallest bit frustrating.  After all, this was only a stab wound. Hadn’t even been anywhere important. Previous night’s meal had been a terrible aim, really... in that brief instant before fangs sank deep into flesh, ripping, shearing. Done and over with, now, and no cause for any more concern. As though the fretting --- and subsequent bandaging --- Henry had insisted on doing last night hadn’t been more than enough for the siren. 

       “ See for yourself. “    Hands gripped his shirt and hoisted it upwards, fingers catching the edge of the bandage and loosening it just far enough to reveal mending skin beneath.    “ I’m fine, Henry.  ------- YOU should be the one laying down. You’ve been needlessly running yourself ragged since I came home. Come. Sit. I think you’re the one who needs the nap. “ 

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(( @sempitcrnalis sent ---  [ Lusca~ ] ❝ I don't think I can cum anymore, ❞ He moaned into the moth-eaten pillow before turning his face so that it was just BARELY visible through the curtain of his loose, wildly tangled curls. ❝ but please.. oh, please DON'T stop. ❞ ))

The siren’s hips stuttered to a slow halt, reluctant, his own release hovering so close... but the notion of tormenting Henry, of pushing him just the slightest bit further, was a thought too tantalizing for him to let go. Body shifted forward. Near silently heaving chest pressed to his love’s back, Lusca’s weight sinking forward as one arm slunk its way around Henry’s waist, coaxing him back to meet the next slow, taunting thrust.     “ Can’t you? “    He breathed. 

Lusca’s head bowed. Rested against the other man’s shoulder for only a moment before lips parted, once more. Tongue darted out, through fanged grin, to drag a path across sweat dampened skin... the taste of salt, the smell of sex lingering in the air, drew a groan from his throat. Turned almost to a growl.  It was only a moment more before pointed teeth dug down into that skin, puncturing, the copper tang filling his mouth, mingling with Henry’s scent... enough to cause the siren to forget that careful control for a moment. Hand gripped into fraying blankets beneath them, threatening to rip fabric within his fist. Hips snapped forward, again, driving his length deep.     “ I think you can. Once more... once more for me, Henry. “    And his other hand began to drift. Fingers curled themselves firmly around his human’s shaft.   “ Cum for me, again. “  

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(( @aeternitasintricatae sent ---  [ Lusca~ ] 😴 - Henry falling asleep on his Siren, though ;~; ))

The first droop of Henry’s eyelids hadn’t escaped Lusca’s notice. The siren’s lips quirked upwards, his body shifting beneath the slight weight of his love’s.  Both arms rose slowly to encircle the other man’s frame, pulling him to the siren’s chest, as he settled to ensure they would both be comfortable. 

So rare that he saw him this peaceful... and grateful he was for it. Whatever this current case entailed, it had demanded all of Henry’s time, his energy, left little time for him to rest. Therefore, the moment Lusca had seen his eyes close, he was determined to make sure Henry slept for long as possible.

He moved just enough to reach the blanket draped across the back of the couch, and drew it forward to lay over the other man. And fingers moved, then, slow, gentle, combing dark locks from Henry’s face, to reveal his forehead... where a single kiss was pressed, light for worry of waking him.       ‘ Sleep well, Henry. ‘ 

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[ one (1) v e r y 😍 bby Henry @ his Siren ] ❝ Your scales are absolutely EXQUISITE. ❞

(( @aeternitasintricatae​ — tba ))

E x q u i s i t e…  while Lusca certainly wasn’t one to disagree with that, it was still a rather unusual thing to hear. One brow arched slowly upwards as he reclined back upon elbows, said scales glinting beneath the water with each swell and retreat of the waves, black as obsidian, and sharp enough to carve through skin and muscle and bone, alike, without issue.  —– A fact which caused the siren to shift just the smallest bit further from Henry. Didn’t want to risk brushing against him, after all. Or for the other man to not realize how dangerous they were and reach out to touch them. 

         “ Thank you, Henry. “  

A beat of silence followed, broken only by the crash of waves within this secluded cove… for the first time in weeks, a chance to be truly alone. Far from the disapproving — yet, wise enough not to actually speak their minds — gaze of their fellow crewmen or captain. A welcome reprieve to say the least. Especially from the many tasks the siren had been assigned, fetching chests and loot from sunken vessels, singing like some damnable trained bird to sink others on Reynolds’ command. He near felt his strength would never return. How glad he was for a chance to simply be alongside Henry — however brief — without listening to the pitifully fearful murmurings of those who saw his true appearance, their small minds  unsettled by it…  

Back met sand, still warm beneath him despite the evening’s cool breezes. And a grin was offered up toward his love, lips curling back to reveal sharpened points of teeth.    “ You’re the first to feel that way in a long while. “     Since he’d last swum with his siblings, months upon months ago. Which made him think… head cocked to the side, regarding Henry with slightly narrowed gaze, deep in thought for a moment before he spoke, again.    “ Although, mine, I will begrudgingly admit, are paled in comparison to my siblings’.  —— I believe they would be fascinated with you, and eager to meet you. The one mortal who has ever charmed a siren…  what would you think of coming with me when I decide to visit them, again? I’m certain I could… convince our dear captain to allow us time enough to do so. “

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[ Lusca~ ] ❝ Can we go home, now?? ❞

(( @aeternitasintricatae ))

The ever-mounting signs of Henry’s discomfort certainly hadn’t been missed by the siren. Concern over that grew with each passing moment, Lusca inching himself nearer to the man he loved, ready in a moment’s notice to evacuate him from this situation. And he was so tempted to speak up. To  suggest  that they leave. But, also — though, the siren couldn’t possibly understand why — Henry seemed utterly hellbent on solving this case… and if it was so important to Henry, then  ( despite his own lack of concern for the victim )   it was important to him, if only to the end of ensuring the other man did not run himself entirely ragged. So, Lusca kept his mouth shut. Simply reached out to brush a hand against his love’s arm, a silent and gentle reminder and reassurance that he was there should Henry need him. 

It wasn’t until that question reached him, that plea, that the siren spoke.     

                                      “ ——— I’ll get the car. “  

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[ Lusca~ ] It would appear his timing was, for once, fortuitous; having caught Lusca in the shower gave him an idea - one he hoped the Siren would appreciate. -- Quick work was made of shedding his clothing, not a piece of which was given a second thought as they were left behind of padding into the bathroom, stepping into the shower behind, inching closer and wrapping his arms around his waist as he bowed his head to press and open-mouthed kiss to his shoulder.

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Lusca was not oblivious to Henry’s approach… a fact proven by the slow grin that spread across his features. And the instant those beloved arms wound around him, the siren was sinking back into his love’s chest, dark eyes drifting closed beneath the steaming flow and breath slipping free in a show of softness not afforded to any other with that press of lips to dampened skin. 

Those slender fingers — skin still calloused from those years long past — encircled Henry’s wrists, drawing his hands together above the siren’s chest, squeezing just firmly enough to ensure it was felt.     “ I’m glad you decided to join me. The only issue with it being… “    A pause as he turned, slow. Lusca’s own arms rose, then, hands finding Henry’s cheeks as kiss was returned to the other man’s lips, fueled by that ever present need to have him closer.    “ I don’t think we’ll be coming out for a while, now. “     

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[ the kisses meme, for his Siren and precious Birb~ ] 💋💋

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[ Lusca~ ] 💦 [ because the thought of Lusca needing him THAT much, and needing him hella.. and him seeing that? is.. wow, a big deal to Henry. ]

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Even now, there was a sense of control matched in the siren’s movements… despite the pace set, his hand moving quick, fingers gripping firmly around his length. The wall pressed cool against his back, at odds with the heat that seemed to course down his spine, welling, searing, bringing him just to the brink.       “ Henry… “      His love’s name escaped as a gasp. Dark eyes fluttered closed, hand faltering for an instant.    “ F u c k, Henry…! “  

Of course Lusca heard the bedroom door shifting open, those familiar steps. Though, he didn’t pause. Didn’t even slow when Henry came into view, the sight of him only further serving to ignite that driving hunger within the siren. And, with hardly a thought, his hand not otherwise occupied  darted forward to snatch Henry’s. Lips curled up into a smile, flickering with the next slightly ragged breath.    “ Do you see how you affect me?  Merely the thought of you… “