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 Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2021 12:05 pm
He smiled, gentle and complacent. "We'll have time to practice in the future, I'm sure." He nuzzled closer, content with Parisite so close. "When I'm not so distracted by your lips. I don't mind just laying here and relaxing."
He had never been so happy to be laid out on his back. He didn't care if the grass beneath him tickled, or if he hadn't come away from this with loads of information.
Knowing that Yu liked flirtatious biting was something to file away, maybe he should consider it a success to have learned something so personal.
Everything with him felt like a success.
"Maybe we can go for a jog around the place or something so we can at least say we got a workout. Or a leisurely stroll, even. I can show you what I've discovered so far."
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2021 12:30 pm
“We could do that, yeah.” He murmured. “Wait till I figure out things you like.” He offered with a widening smile. “Other than distracting you, with my lips.” He chuckled and kissed him again. “I’m pretty sure that doing the….right kind of things would be considered exercise too.” He offered, eyes sparkling with mischief. “But Seeing more of what this…Wonder is like if it's as wonderful as you.”
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2021 1:29 pm
Nalanda felt a warmth across his face, and he found himself saying, "Oh, stop it," but there was only mirth in his voice, like he was enjoying it all too much to really want it to end. He put a hand on Parisite's chest as if to push him off, but there was no force behind it.
In the end, he couldn't push the smile from his face. The kisses were distracting, and nice, and he wanted Yu to know what he liked. He wanted to know.
He wanted to find out.
There was time, he told himself again, because they were going to have the future together. Nothing was ending. Yu wasn't going to forget him. They weren't going to have to start all over again.
"Don't tempt me, I don't know if I could say no to you," he said, to chase away the worries.
They were here together, now, and for as long as they had this moment, it was perfect.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2021 3:04 pm
Parasite gave a small pleased laugh. “I… will be good, this time.” he offered. It was, so nice, like tucking into a comfortable chair, with a good blanket and a warm sweet drink. That sort of sense of home, even here on this alien world. “I hope you don’t mind, that I’m absolutely writing this down for myself, as a ‘repeat this’ He smiled softly. “Here, how me around” He let himself slide to one side so he wouldn’t risk pressing down on Nalanda as he pushed himself, perhaps more than a little reluctantly, to his feet.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2021 3:40 pm
Though Nalanda was a bit sad to draw away from him, he drew himself up and took Parisite's hand again quickly, glad to at least have that closeness--and to be able to share his Wonder with him.
"Please write it down," he insisted. "That way if you do forget any of this, you know where we can pick back up." He squeezed the hand, reassuring.
Priam would put in the leg work to do all of this all over again, if that's what it took. He could hope for the best, but he got the impression that Soleiyu was, perhaps, being a bit scant with the details. He didn't like going into something without knowing everything there was to know about it.
This whole 'powered' thing was a world of unknowns.
"I want to do this again," he said, fingers comfortably laced with Parisite's.
It was a promise that they would.
"This, and more."
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2021 4:00 pm
Parisite ducked his head, taking a shaking breath even though he was smiling, hand gently squeezing Nalanda’s own. “I will…. I’m…glad. I’ll write it down, and absolutely… we, will do this again.” He murmured, squeezing again. His ears were pink, but he was trying not to hide in his hair. It was just too perfect almost. “I… I love you. Okay?” He says because he can’t encompass all the things he wants to say. He wants to say he’s sorry he wound up on the wrong side of things, he’s sorry he’s hurt them… he’s sorry that he’ll hurt them again. But, he loves them… He loves them so much and he hopes that even if he finds himself not remembering why, that he’ll remember that.
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