innerdaemons | continuations (nsfw)

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[ it is a lot! and he's taking some time to breathe himself in between those kisses, seeming quite content with the pets to his back as well. ]

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temperedinpride

[Time to be boneless and exhausted for a bit while recovering from that. And pet Absinthe. That's the speed he's working at here, pet Absinthe, be relaxed.]

Well, that was fun.

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innerdaemons

I agree.

[ he murmurs, finally! pulling out of him at last, with a soft exhale as he does. ]

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temperedinpride

[It's a bit of a mess, and he shivers at the feeling of Absinthe pulling out of him since it's... Been a bit. He sits up, breathing deeply and bracing himself on a hand.]

I do believe I end my baths with you filthier than I go into them.

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innerdaemons

[ Absinthe gives him more space to sit, though his hand lifts to brush his thumb against Lahabrea's (probably rather sore) neck. ]

Is that a complaint?

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temperedinpride

[It is sore! He tilts his head to allow the touch anyway.]

Not at all. Was I not just saying I enjoyed myself?

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innerdaemons

Well, I am glad that it apparently was worth the cost!

[ of a not-so-clean bath. he presses a little on a mark, not too much but maybe hoping to see him flinch. ]

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temperedinpride

[He does flinch, swatting at Absinthe's hand with a grumpy look.]

Certainly, though you do insist on being a brat about it.

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innerdaemons

[ he laughs but pulls that hand back. ]

And here I thought you enjoyed indulging me.

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temperedinpride

I do, but now you are just poking for reactions and personal sadism.

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innerdaemons

Is that not an indulgence of mine?

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temperedinpride

[He pats his arm.]

I am not nearly so full of youthful vigor as Emet-Selch. If you want to be indulged ask for it properly. Otherwise I recall the other thing I said is that I will not indulge you entirely, and will be contrary at whim. The privilege of the old.

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innerdaemons

Well! In terms of vigor ... you could have had me fooled with how energetically you were riding me earlier.

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temperedinpride

[He does blush somewhat, while also looking smug.]

I never claimed not to be passionate.

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innerdaemons

But only while your energy can keep up?

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temperedinpride

Truthfully it is the mental stamina I lack. I can certainly keep up with you youngsters physically.

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innerdaemons

[ he hums, amused, idly stroking down his sides ]

I daresay this vessel of yours is likely younger, physically, than mine.

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temperedinpride

[He leans into that, lifting a hand to toy with Absinthe's hair.]

Is yours not just your body? I've never inquired. Did it stop aging?

But yes I would guess my vessel is in its mid to late twenties or early thirties at most.

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innerdaemons

Oh, it is mine, yes. But my aging stopped at thirty-four years or so.

[ because this is what jrpgs think thirty year olds look like ]

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temperedinpride

[Starscourge does things to a man. He twirls his finger, winding a lock of Absinthe's hair with it.]

Shall I say your vessel looks older than its supposed years? Or just that the ravages of your life show too clearly. Though I can hardly talk about not looking my age, or supposed age.

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innerdaemons

[ he tips his head down but he overall seems pretty amenable to that! ]

Perhaps my life did its take its toll on me. Somnus certainly seemed more ... Youthful, and he was not too far off in age.

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temperedinpride

[He lets the strands of hair unwind, pushes them back over and behind Absinthe's ear, fingertips lingering to stroke the shell of it, and leaning in to kiss Absinthe's forehead since his head is bowed.]

Well, I do find your form appealing as it is, whatever the reason for the uncommon wear of years upon it.

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innerdaemons

[ he laughs, moves his hand up to gently grip Lahabrea's wrist, kissing the inside of his palm ]

I do not mind it myself. For that I am quite fortunate -- immortality in a shell I disliked would be dreadful.

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temperedinpride

[He brushes his lips with his thumb, fond.]

It certainly would. But I dare say your shell matters little in the end. I am glad it suits you, however.