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 Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 5:01 pm
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"Smart ghoul." He reached down to pick up the scarf and lay it carefully around her shoulders, a very deliberate loop and drape that left one end trailing down her chest. "We made it for you." He picked up the loose front end of the scarf and laid it across her hand, placing the tip of one claw on a pattern of stitches that fastened a lacy piece of fabric to a plainer one.
"If you're going into grue territory, underground," he said, and tapped his claw gently, "wear this, with this part showing. This scarf, this says to any grue who's looking," a soft chuckle beside her ear, "you're vouched for by two of the heirs of Clan deVarr. Says, you mess with her, you mess with Ahm and Nahm. Says, you think real hard before you try it, you think if you wanna play with the favorite sons of one of the biggest clans of the Underneath." He nipped again at her ear. "Don't abuse it," he warned, softly, seriously. "You're ours, babe, and we'll back that up. But don't ******** us over. You hear, beautiful?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 5:18 pm
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Merry sat very still as Nahm looped that handmade gift around her shoulders to drape just so. For once, the ghoul was speechless, light fingers touching lightly along that lacy pattern as it was very obviously arranged to be seen. It was soft. Softer than it looked, despite the numerous different types of fabrics that had been used, and she gave a soft, content hum as she hunched her shoulders to press her face into the soft folds before relaxing against his chest again.
Legs were drawn up, knees resting against the edge of the short table, as she snuggled into his lap, listening intently. He chuckled, but there was a seriousness to his voice that she seldom heard, and it kept her quiet, still, gaze on the patterns, the lace, with her fingers running slowly over each and every stitch. It was such a touching gift on it's own, hand made, just for her, but to hear it's significance, that had the ghoul's chest swelling.
Of course the warning was taken to heart, and she nodded. She would never abuse her connection with the twins, the idea would never have occurred to her anyways, but that wasn't what had her looking up, seeking out his eyes. "I'm Your's?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 15, 2014 11:49 am
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Playing catch-up with school work and classes was always a giant pain in the a**, but Ahm did his best. He was smart, he was the strategy, the 'brains' - while his twin was the strength, the 'brawn'. Always had been. Always would be. So while he was frightfully behind, he could make strides and catch up if he applied himself.
But spending time with Nahm or Merry was just so much more his style. Which was why, after sitting in the Library for two hours of solid study and make-up work, the Grue said 'jack it', gathered his things and returned to his dorm room, knocking to warn those inside and slipping in quickly.
Bright eyes took in the scene before him quickly as he dropped his cowl back: Merry. In Nahm's lap. Wearing the scarf. Good.
"Now isn't this a delightful thing to come home to. Don't get up on my account." He meant it, tossing his bag onto his bed and causing the Boafox Maw, Maws, to skitter out across the floor to slide under Nahm's bed, then went over to the low table where his twin was making time with Merry.
"Hello beautiful...Mmm...knew it'd look good on you." Ahm grinned and leaned down to kiss Merry in greeting - cheek or lips, whichever - touching the fine hairs at the nape of Nahm's neck in a manner that spoke of familiarity and closeness.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2014 7:23 pm
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The chimera stiffened at the sound of the door opening, sinking low in Nahm's lap to peer over a shoulder towards the curtain. Only when the other grue showed himself did she relax again, leaning in against Nahm's chest as she watched the elder twin toss a bag onto his bed.
He approached, bending, and she tipped her head up to return the kiss with a delighted purr. "Thank you." A pale hand came up to trace the line of his jaw, adoring. "It's beautiful, I love it." And it was incredibly touching, and telling. Merry know the twins cared for her, but this was...big.
Her chest felt tight, pulse picking up, but in a good way. It sent tingles through her body, and she couldn't seem to keep from grinning as she looked down at the scarf settled around her shoulders, fingers tracing the stitched pattern again.
She was theirs.
It wasn't the first time possessive terms had been tossed around but this time it had carried weight.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 10:03 am
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He was so very pleased, as they had planned Nahm had given her the scarf and explained about it's importance and she had accepted it - clearly, if the way she was attached to his twin was any indication. "Only the best for our ghoul." Ahm covered her hand with his own and pressed a kiss to the inside of her palm before winking at Nahm mischievously.
"I think this calls for a celebration!" There were many things he'd brought back from his last trip to the Clan holdings, one of which was a rather delightful bit of contraband liquor, their Grandfather's favorite (taken from his private stock as punishment for jerking them around so much). He stepped over to the closet and started rummaging around until he found what he was looking for: a medium-sized, oval-esque shaped dark glass bottle with an ornate wax-sealed silver stopper and a hand-written label.
Closing the closet back up, he stopped by the mini-fridge to snag a tin of spookies and a package of mystery sweets from the top and set the items onto the table with flourish and a grin. Liquor wasn't allowed in the dorms as a rule, but the twins had always been bad about obeying rules. Ahm winked at his twin again as he settled down next to the pair; Nahm would recognize the bottle and understand what he'd done, "His last one, too. Perfect for tonight, I think."
Beejoux I am so sorry for leaving this alone so long ;___; *bad Poof*
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2015 11:42 pm
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"I like celebrations," Nahm purred. His claws traced the feathers at the base of Merry's wing, gently ruffling the down there, and the tip of his tail looped over her leg.
He tilted his head to watch curiously as Ahm took something out of the closet. When he realized what it was, though, his grin peeled out wider, ear to ear. "Naughty," he observed with deep amusement. "Hey, babe, look what Ahm liberated from home for us. How long you think it's gonna take before he notices?" he asked Ahm.
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2015 8:10 pm
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The kiss to her palm drew a delighted chirrup from the ghoul, and she offered up a sly, knowing smile as she traced fingertips along the edge of his jaw as he released her hand. Their ghoul. She liked the sound of that. She liked it a lot. It drew a content purr that only grew in volume as Nahm's fingers slid along the base of her wings, nails tickling along her skin in a manner that rose goosebumps along her arms. She pressed a little closer to him, draping her arms across his shoulders as she watched Ahm moving around the room.
The amused rumble of Nahm's voice had pale ears perking, and her gaze flicked to him before, curious, before sliding back to his brother and the bottle he'd pulled from the closet. "Oh." Naughty indeed. Merry hadn't met the twins' grandfather yet, but she got the impression he was a strict man.
As the elder boil returned to them the ghoul shifted in Nahm's lap, turning so she could drape her legs over Ahm's thigh. "Is it tasty?" Her experience with liquor was shockingly limited.
They didn't get to do this often enough. Ahm was often times busy--with the clans, or with catching up on school work--so it was woefully seldom they got to spend much waking time together with all three of them. She cuddled against nahm's chest, curled her tail along Ahm's hip, and run her fingers over the stitched patterns in the scarf around her shoulders.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 6:28 pm
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Ahm enjoyed the way Merry responded to their possessiveness almost more than he enjoyed the knowing grin Nahm got when he recognized the contraband bottle. "Well...maybe another day or two, tops. Wasn't much left in his last one, when I looked." Ah, but it would be amazing to watch the old man's face when he realized...pity neither twin would be there to see it.
Merry's legs over his thigh prompted the elder Grue to rest one dark hand lightly against her flesh as he smiled broadly, "Oh yes, it's quite delicious." Delicious and definitely not something the twins had been allowed to taste (as though being forbidden would stop them) - they'd managed to sneak sips often enough to know it was good, but not nearly as often as they might have liked.
"It's also quite potent." Which was why he would admonish her to sip it, slowly, when he got it unsealed. Ahm was happy to spend time with his two favorite creeple, especially as they really didn't get to do this sort of thing nearly often enough!
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2015 1:31 pm
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"Eh heh heh. Gonna hear 'bout that, next letter." Nahm sounded like he looked forward to the experience. There wasn't a great deal that their grandfather could do about a relatively minor transgression, after all. Dock their allowance, perhaps. But there were ways around that.
"Good," he agreed with Ahm. "Sweet. You'll like it." He traded an amused look with Ahm; who'd have thought that the old man, sharp and bitter as he was had a sweet tooth? But it was a taste that the twins shared to some degree, and if Merry hadn't often had liquor it would be a pleasant introduction. She would be tipsy quickly, undoubtedly. It was a good thing that standing permissions had been negotiated some time ago.
He stretched his free hand out to run a claw around the neck of the bottle, slicing through the dusty wax to unseal it, then handing the bottle over to Ahm; as the elder and the brains, it was Ahm's place to take the first drink unless he chose to give it to their too-lovely companion. "To partnerships," he purred. "To alliances."
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2015 6:26 pm
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The bottle was handed over to her and Merry's ears twitched up as she took it, bringing it up to her nose for a sniff that had her jerking back as the alcohol fumes tickled on the way down. "Wow." Potent, not that she had much bases for comparison. Beneath the strong liquor smell though was something else, something sweet and inviting, and she grinned at the boils as they offered up toasts. "To all of the above," she crooned, wriggling in Nahm's lap a bit as she brought the bottle up for a cautious drink.
Ahm had been wise to warn her to take it easy. If not she might have dove right on in without restraint. The drink had a bite to it, something new, but it was berry sweet and danced along the tongue in a pleasant way that made her want to continue drinking it. Already though, with only one sip under her belt, she felt the warm spread along her fingertips. "That is tasty, she purred, tipping her head back to look up at Nahm as she offered the bottle out to his brother.
With a soft touch to the younger grue's chin she beckoned him, offering a taste from her lips as the elder drank from the bottle.
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