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 Posted: Fri May 31, 2019 7:35 am
There was only a few seconds where Vitriol stared up with wide eyes of pure shock and notification and just then it felt the knee press up against the underside of it that had its hair, fur, and tail puffed up in an instant.
A hand shot out and shoved the other man off it while the other shot straight between Vitriol's legs.
"JESUS CHRIST MALI! Are you trying to kill me! Can't you give a guy 5 minutes to not be rock hard instead of messing with it!"
It shouted, glaring at the other man for being so rude as to work the half-man up and then try and put a move on him like that. "For ******** sake! I thought you said No! Holy ******** reached out for its pillow and shoved it on its lap. Everything hurt now and Mali just made it go full rebar with that knee.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2019 8:20 am
At first, he had thought he was making progress, Vivre was quiet, and he would be able to get started on patching him up.
Clearly that wasn't the case as he was violently shoved off him, landing hard on the ground.
"Hey! That wasn'--"
Oh. <********>.
What had been an innocent attempt to help his friend resulted in something unexpected. No, he should have expected this. Everything pointed to that being the case.
But he was stupid, experienced in everything intimate and he hadn't noticed. Now that he did... Well, he was speechless. Stunned, sitting there sprawled on the ground in shock as Vivre shouted at him.
He had done this... It was all his fault, wasn't it? First came that realization, and immediate regret for having hurt his dear friend like this, then came the thought of what exactly he had done.
There was no saving face here. His pale skin became a bright, searing red and he muttered a rush apology before scrambling out the door and slamming it shut behind him. As inelegant as it was, anything was better than the shame that came with being the way he was.
Starting things, apparently, being unable to indulge in them, to follow through because of his own morals.
The immediate shyness and inability to cope with what just happened was far too much as he continued to panic, rushing out of the barracks while half-haphazardly fixing his shirt.
The belts were left behind, weren't they?
It didn't matter, no. He'd... Just wait outside, in the dirt where they had originally met up until Vivre was ready to see him... And hopefully that would be enough time for himself to be pulled together as well.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2019 9:14 am
And he'd seen the absolute shock on Mali's face that told Vit that the senshi had had absolutely no damn idea what had been going on. The man was completely oblivious to what had transpired and now that the cat was out of the bag, he was left speechless and looking far more embarrassed and motified them Vitriol. It might have been funny if Vitriol's stomach didn't drop at the sight of Mali looking as if all of the fuses in his head just burned out.
In a rush of motion, Mali bolted up and ran out.
"Mali, Wait!" And the door slammed shut.
"Fffuuuccckk." It groaned at the door and slowly slide down to lay on the bed, one arm across its face.
It wasn't Mali's fault it got turned on and certainly for not knowing what was happening. The dude never had a boyfriend, let alone any first hand experience with boners that probably weren't just his.
It didn't want to talk to Mali. It really didn't want to talk to anyone.
Hand skidding down to the problem, it turned to see the first aid kit and the belt of the senshi on the bed.
"God damnit."
There was no way Vitriol could dash after Mali. After a few struggling minutes to fix the issue at hand and wash up, Vitriol quickly wrapped his chest, pinned the bandaged with the me talk note to do a better job later, buttoned up his shirt and walked out of the barracks.
It sent a text asking Mali where he was. The man couldn't teleport out on his own so he had to be somewhere.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2019 10:37 am
In the time it took Vivre to fix himself up, Mali hadn't moved from his spot.
As calculating as he could be, his brain was fried for the moment and his face was burning hot still.
It wasn't until he got the text that he managed to pull himself together just a little bit. And as he did, the realization that what he did was incredibly childish and unbecoming of the man he tried to be..
The least he could do was offer an apology to Vivre when he came around.
Same place as we met up. It would be better not to move for now, lest things get even more awkward.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2019 11:04 am
It didn't take long for Vit to arrive and he approached slowly and without a word as he sat down slowly beside the other on the ground.
"Hey.....so....."
It took a moment to try and decide exactly what was the best way to appologize tons friend for having a boner around them.
"So I just gonna be frank here. I'm a little ******** up in the head and I'm sorry I got turned on back there. And I should have just said why instead of freaking out. You're not a mind reader and I should have just excused myself for a bit. I made things worse cause - well ********. I didn't know how to tell the friend who has a crush on me that I was horny."
It was mortifying to admit but after what happened, it was all kinda even humiliation now. At least it could walk now.
"I'm an idiot."
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2019 12:28 pm
Mali's heart couldn't take any more surprises today.
No, it had already near burst out of his chest from the prior embarrassment, and he thought that at least it was over now.
Vivre just loved to prove him wrong, didn't he?
While the color in his face had finally returned to it's normal paleness, it shot right back up when his friend put it as bluntly as possible.
Logically, that was the only way to look at any of what was happening without feeling absolutely mortified again.
"... It's alright. It happens, it's normal, if you like something and it makes you feel good then... There's nothing wrong with that. I apologize, I panicked and made things worse. I don't think there's anything that could have really helped that situation, me being a prude, and you being, as you said, my crush..." To help with the awkwardness of his own voice, Mali kept his voice low, only slightly glancing towards Vivre now.
"So... Everything better now?"
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2019 12:35 pm
"You're not a prude. You're normal. I wasn't always like this. I was like you too once. Had a crush and everything. A lot changed and things just happened in my life. You just didn't know what was going on and there really isn't a great way to handle what happened. I mean - I'm still getting used to a lot. Being here. New life. New body. Even I surprise myself a lot of the time. It doesn't help having a model in my bed and I guess I thought I was better at not acting like a horny teenager."
It breathed out.
"Yeah. Everything is fine." He didn't get I to detail how things became fine.
"Thanks for the collar testing. It works. Now I can know it won't give my damage to you by dealing it."
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2019 12:46 pm
"I don't think in this day and age being 21 without any sort of experience is 'normal'. Especially given the fact that death is right around the corner, and here I am refusing to allow myself to indulge in anything. Nothing is really normally anymore these days anyway, so it doesn't matter." He really, really didn't want to talk about any of this anymore, but didn't really know how to get past it.
Luckily for him, Vivre seemed to change the subject on his own.
"I don't understand the tech the Mauvian's make. They swear it's science, but it's still strange magical nonsense to me... But I'm glad it works the way it was intended. It will be very useful out in the field, I'm sure." Slowly, he was relaxing and pushing the awkwardness from his mind.
As long as the subject stayed dropped, he could manage this.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2019 1:02 pm
"That seems.a bit funny coming from you. You're a magical being with a whole damn planet and a magic space crater in your chest. You attack by making magic dolls that show up out of thin air and make people dance. They just seem to know how to make magic work. Better them the rest of us I'm guessing. I don't begin to get it. I'm a mutated wolf-man made by forcing chaotic magic into a piece of glass that's supposed to be my existence for all time. Then again, the more s**t I see, the more I just let myself go for the ride and try not to think about it."
"You could ask them for something. Get them to make you something to help you out. Doesn't have to be fighting or pain or misery. Just saying." It offered.
It rose up the belt in it's hand. "You left this."
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2019 8:27 am
"It's hard not to think about it, especially even with all this so called magic and power, we're still forced to listen to someone who declares them to be the ultimate being of blah and blah and so forth." Pushing back the awkwardness came fairly easy when the thought of his dislike of the Negaverse came up.
'Mali could go on and on and on about why he thought they were garbage, but knew it wouldn't be the best thing to do, especially given all of 'that' which just happened.
"I need nothing from them. I am fine as I am. And I do have Obie, if I do find myself needing something." The belt was taken, and placed back about his waist without much thought.
"So... Successful trial. Is there anything else you'd like for me, or should I head back home for now?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2019 9:01 am
"If you want to go you can go. I won't keep you. I know it's late. Sorry this all wasn't much fun for you, but it means a lot that you showed up to help. Thanks."
Though it felt bad that it dragged Mali here to just make him miserable. "If you ever need anything back. I hope you know I'd help where I can. You can ask me.for stuff too." It reminded him.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2019 10:23 am
"No, it's fine. It wasn't bad... Just... Unexpected. Flattering in a way, to know that atleast I'm attractive to you in that way." Landry knew very well he was a good looking man. It just meant something entirely different when the man he was crushing on hard implied it.
It left just a little bit of hope in his chest. Physical attraction was the first step in a relationship wasn't it?
"Hhm.... I'm not sure if I want to go home. I was more asking if you wanted me to leave.. Shame I don't have anything to practice cooking with my new knife." From out his pocketspace he pulled out the knife again, holding it in his hand and admiring it. It looked pretty sharp, but just how sharp could a knife made of crystal.
In a moment of curious foolishness, he took the tip of his middle finger and pressed it against the full side of the blade, giving a small smile as it easily left it's cut cleanly against his pale skin. A few red drops slowly leaked forward, but Landry ignored it, figuring he would just get up and wash his hands in a moment.
"That's... Actually incredibly impressive. How did you manage to get it so sharp?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2019 10:37 am
Vive was focused entirely on the droplets of blood slowly meandering their at down Mali's finger when it jolted to the question. It turned away, uncomfortable again as it tried to calm down and instead toyed with its tail, using it's claw-tips to comb the fur. "I don't mind if you stay. I'd be alone otherwise." Just back to chilling away at crystal or reading.
"Sanding. Polishing. I am a little familiar with how to work crystal. It's how I - made my wedding rings." It said, knowing that this probably wasn't something Mali wanted to head. It knew how Mali felt. No doubt how it felt with Tate long ago. Bringing up that wasn't something they would want to know about.
"I know you don't want to hear about that."
It glanced back at Mali's finger.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2019 10:50 am
Normally, Vivre would have been right. Mali hated hearing about past relationships from anyone, even moreso when it was from the lips of Vivre. It was strange, today he didn't feel any of that maliciousness welling up inside, just a simple, forlorn smile was offered, more to the knife than to Vivre.
"It's alright. You shouldn't just silence yourself because of my jealousy on things. What point is there to be jealous about the past? It's... Hm... Just the thought that you were willing to put that much effort into making something for someone you loved is admirable, to say the least. I could only hope that one day someone could manage to love me enough to do such a thing for me." He glanced down at the knife again, taking the tip of it and poking back at the finger that had been cut before. Only a little more blood came out this time.
A shame.., he thought to himself vaugely, having once decided that this blade wouldn't taste any human blood. Then again, even the best of chefs cut themselves now and then. He would consider it a christening with blood, rather than champagne.
"Though, I feel like a custom knife like this isn't a bad start. I think it may be the first gift I've gotten in years that had this much thought in it. Thank you, again."
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2019 11:06 am
"I wanted to make someone no one in the world had too. It was also a kind of security blanket. When either of us kissed it, we could see it glow to the other's heartbeat. That way I'd know that if something bad happened, I'd know he was still alive." It said, and felt a twist in my gut at the memory. How proud he was and how long he had worked on making them.
"It's why I don't wear it now. I want him to think I'm dead and move on." Though he wasn't sure if Bismuthite would have bought that lie.
"The thing is, I can't tell if I like or hate talking about it anymore. I can't even throw mine away. What right do I have to feel miserable about it when I was the one that made things so bad and then broke it off?"
It stopped.combing it's tail, instead squeezing it tightly as if wanting to break it.
"I really hope one day someone loves you like you deserve and doesn't do what I did to him." It didn't look at Mali for a while and then glanced back to see him continue to p***k himself.
"You're going to scar your nice fingers that way."
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