more fun than the last time he did this, but his brain's not going to allow him to get derailed in that direction. hwylryn's way more distracting anyway. ]
( guy who chews up his bf's neck then cutely wants to feed and be fed apples ❤️ though he might not help with the lack of distraction, given: )
You're pretty good at this.
( Though ... even Hwyl can guess that this might be because of Norna - who else would Ish feed?
A little kiss - light but fun. )
But, you know what? I won't lose. ( To Ish, he means. It won't be until Wednesday that he comes to know Ish could, in some ways, put him before Norna. ) Could you get us some apples and pears?
( With magic, obvs. He's gonna pull away (tragic and regretful...!!!) and he seems to preoccupy himself with turning his gaze over the nearby trees. Hmmmmm... )
Oh? What does the winner get? [ games are fun too! he's not thinking too hard, just enjoying the moment and the kiss doing his best to ignore the distracting way his neck throbs
he'll gather up a bunch of apples and pears with a flourish of his hand. ]
Sure, sure! [ ish with his head empty, absentmindedly rubbing at his bitten up neck.
he comes over with the fruit, blinking at hwylryn's instruction. ]
...put my head...there? [ he's blushing again, looking from hwylryn and then back to his lap. well it's probably fine? maybe he's being too sensitive, so he sits down, letting the fruit fall neatly in frot of them as he shifts to his side so he can place his head in hwylryn's lap. ]
( He tilts his head, quite visibly admiring the sight of having Ish there on his lap, fingers lightly brushing along the contours of his face as he brushes back hair from Ish's face - a few locks at first, eventually working up to expose both his eyes and pink cheeks. This is his design....... )
Am I comfortable?
( It takes a lot of delay, but he eventually takes away a hand (booooo) to take another apple, the other remaining to gently caress Ish's cheek until he finally has to remove it to split the apple. He misses having magic... He wouldn't have to stop touching Ish then... )
[ two bright purple eyes, pupils rimmed in red, loop up at him. ohh, this is... intimate in a different way than they've been so far which is saying something. ]
I could fall asleep like this. Can I, sometime? [ he almost immediately regrets asking because that's so embarrassing, trying to focus instead on not becoming as red as the apple. ]
( Ish getting sleep?? now that gets him excited, )
Any time you'd like. It'd make me happy.
( One half of the apple set down beside him... The other half, he sinks his teeth into the top, then bottom, to create a new set of weak points - and then splits that half in half, too. He'd done similar when tearing people apart (and would more or less employ the same principle when splitting off Sariel's arm). One fourth of the apple set down...
He holds up the remaining slice )
It's harder to eat while lying down, so little nibbles, all right?
( He brings the slice to Ish's lips (Ahhh~), his other hand happily running through Ish's hair, drifting down to caress the love marks he's left all over Ish's neck. The duality of Hwylryn... )
[ watching hwylryn with the apple is mesmerizing, and his eyes track the movements. he was going to offer to help him with his magic, but now he's glad he didn't.
he opens his mouth obediently, ahhh♪-- round are the lines of his lips as he obediently takes little nibbles. his mouth is full so he can't speak, but he does shift a little, ostensibly to get a better bite of apple but in reality to give hwylryn a better view of the map of love bites on his neck. he's proud of them! ]
( Ahhh... He tenderly runs his thumbs along each incision in the skin as his fingers run along the red like a map, the injuries surely still sore - gentle and fond. His heart feels like it skips instead of beats. )
Maybe it's good we paused where we did. ( Happily admiring the marks... happily admiring how cute Ish is as he numnums the apple slice... ) I don't think I could've waited until later.
( To keep marking, he means. And given he thinks they were both getting kinda turned on by it... Well, Ish would've had a lot to cover up in the coming week. )
[ mmmn, he shivers when hwylryn traces some of the deeper incisions, swallowing the apple and a sigh. the curve of his lips is warm and fond, sweet with adoration. ]
Are you going to mark me more sometime? [ he's more than a bit lulled by the atmosphere, because yeah, he was totally into it. to be wanted by someone you want just as much is intoxicating.
and even though they'll have to wait... expressing his interest now gives them both something to look forward to. ]
( The gently baps Ish's nose with what little remains of the apple slice, playful. Let me right now!! )
But maybe I won't be able to wait. Maybe I'll just teeth you little by little... until you look like a mess by the next carnival.
( Evil, evil Hwylryn... he brings the last bit of apple slice to rest against Ish's lips, the length of it not much more than his fingers - like the bit Ish fed to him earlier. He really liked the idea. )
Hey! [ he laughs, but then obligingly presses up to get the remainder of the apple. his nibbles are careful given hwylryn's fingers, but the way he suckles up the last bits including the juice is purposeful. ]
A little by little might be okay... [ licking his lips clean.
he's aware of what he's saying and he isn't, but those are problems for the ish five seconds from now. ]
( He says it like that, but he's absolutely going to be nibbling Ish as much as he can, and then some. When you give a Hwyl a cookie...
As Ish sucks at his fingers, his lips curl up with some mischief ... as he gently presses those fingers in, lightly pressing against the sharp edges of his teeth, a fang... )
Even though I'd be really happy if you marked me how everyone could see?
Mmhmm! [ higher pitch as the fang presses into his finger, a surprise and a pleasure. he finishes licking hwylryn clean and lets him go with a pop! he might have been hesitant to do so, but the question is a prize of it's own. ]
You'd let me? I want to... [ ahh he's back here like he was that night in the gardens, with all the enthusiasm of a highschool boy. ]
He can sense Ish's enthusiasm and it only encourages Hwylryn - he brings up the back of his hand to lift the necklace, exposing his bare neck and shoulders, as if lifting up a curtain. A little scandalous? Maybe. But no more scandalous than Ish cleaning his fingers, so Hwyl thinks they're pretty even (happy). )
I can't get this off. Can you? ... I want it, too. ( He doesn't mind the unremovable magic outfits, except suddenly he can't expose prime bite zone for Ish? ) You can pick anywhere, if you want... everywhere, if you'd enjoy it.
It's my magic. [ proudly, because he's a witch after all!. ish sits up (boo), murmuring his magic words, wrapping his hands in a golden hue. like this he's able to unclasp the necklace easily, placing it to the side.
this view IS more scandalous to his 1920's gentleman eyes. don't mind him licking his lips (for some remaining juice, no, for his next bite) as he considers where he should place himself. ]
If I bit you everywhere, even Cain would notice. [ sadly.
so...just here will have to do. he places his hands against hwylryn's chest, the magic on his hands loosening the fabric there for greater skin to skin contact. and then he leans in, biting (striking really), right above his collarbone.
it's not gentle given the speed and his fangs, small but pointy, like the snake he is. but once he savors the taste (as it's certainly hard enough to draw blood), he begins to lap at the puncture marks with care. ]
( licking his lips......... don't mind how hwyl feels about that he feels normal (pos) (arous---- )
Maybe that's what I want?
( He says with a laugh, without shame - even though he's trying so hard to be lowkey for both their sakes, he really doesn't wanna!!!
Ish's metered effort in laying down his bite gets a breathy, slightly indecent ah— though he'd been expecting it. It's much different than Hwylryn's style of biting, and it delights him to encounter something new. He lets his head lilt to the side, better exposing his neck - to push forth his collarbone a little more so Ish can work with it easier, Hwylryn watching happily. )
How do I taste?
( Questions he'll likely ask again in a very different context (gazes at our other thread)... He rests his arms on Ish's shoulders as Ish laps up the blood, one encouragingly caressing the back of Ish's neck, fingers curling into his hair ... the other caressing (teasing?) the marks he'd left on Ish again, as if excited to be connected in this way. )
[ the only way he can say no in a situation like this is where he doesn't say anything at all. instead he suckles harder, encouraged by the taste and sounds they're making together; drawing more blood and marring more previously clear skin. mmmn. it's his first time tasting blood other than his own, and it might as well be wine with the way it hits him in his body and mind. ]
Irresistible. [ dangerously so, but it's too late now. he starts to nibble when he feels the ache of the marks on his neck light up again. not digging into the two pin pricks he made, but drawing a new chain of shallow love bites lower towards his chest. he's not getting much to wet his tongue with considering they're scrapes, but it's clear he has a destination in mind.
his hands are wandering down too, pulling down the fabric to expose bare chest. fingers mapping out the soft curves and bone that protect hwylryn's beating heart. ]
I want more. Can I have it? [ one bite, one chain of kisses, was his plan. but he's becoming so terribly greedy. one more can't hurt, right? ]
( Ah, mmh, he's vocal here, too - soft but pleased little sounds; a thrum of feedback with his beating heart that says i like this, keep going, it's good, - even the way Ish's fingers run along his skin earn small, melodic sounds of approval.
Ish doesn't need to ask - he's already more than earned it. But Hwylryn likes hearing Ish ask for things that he wants, just as much as he likes Ish just taking it. )
You are getting greedy, hm?
( In a tone of praise. Ish is a great student! Hwylryn almostttt feels a little bad that he can get Ish to just cheat through the effect... but it feels so strikingly bold for Ish to just start stripping him down, even if it's because his outfit sort of invited it (then again, this outfit came from Ish's magic, too - so isn't this a little on Ish?) - it's hard for him to not find that he enjoys this; that it's exciting.
His skin, bared, feels a little chilly - and it makes the gentle ache of the small bites, the warm sensation of Ish's tongue, feel that much warmer.
He presses his lips to Ish's hair, stealing his hat so Ish can work his way down without trouble - and Hwyl can dip down to press a kiss to his ear (ah, no, that's Hwyl teething his ear, actually) before Ish goes too far down.
His voice falls lower: )
... All of this is for you, and only you. You can have as much as you'd like.
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more fun than the last time he did this, but his brain's not going to allow him to get derailed in that direction. hwylryn's way more distracting anyway. ]
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( guy who chews up his bf's neck then cutely wants to feed and be fed apples ❤️ though he might not help with the lack of distraction, given: )
You're pretty good at this.
( Though ... even Hwyl can guess that this might be because of Norna - who else would Ish feed?
A little kiss - light but fun. )
But, you know what? I won't lose. ( To Ish, he means. It won't be until Wednesday that he comes to know Ish could, in some ways, put him before Norna. ) Could you get us some apples and pears?
( With magic, obvs. He's gonna pull away (tragic and regretful...!!!) and he seems to preoccupy himself with turning his gaze over the nearby trees. Hmmmmm... )
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doing his best to ignore the distracting way his neck throbshe'll gather up a bunch of apples and pears with a flourish of his hand. ]
Here you are~
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( Pleased with the flourish, he gestures for Ish to bring himself and the lot with him - just over to a a particularly shady tree he's decided on. )
Let's say the winner gets to bite the other person somewhere reaaaally special.
( where is that, hwylryn (don't worry about it)
Hwylryn plops down, half sitting on his legs, half not, and pats his lap. )
Set all that next to me. And you put your head here!
( patpatpatpat!!!! where he lacks in professional experience(?) like ish has(?) he can make up with five star service :} )
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he comes over with the fruit, blinking at hwylryn's instruction. ]
...put my head...there? [ he's blushing again, looking from hwylryn and then back to his lap. well it's probably fine? maybe he's being too sensitive, so he sits down, letting the fruit fall neatly in frot of them as he shifts to his side so he can place his head in hwylryn's lap. ]
L-like this?
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( He tilts his head, quite visibly admiring the sight of having Ish there on his lap, fingers lightly brushing along the contours of his face as he brushes back hair from Ish's face - a few locks at first, eventually working up to expose both his eyes and pink cheeks. This is his design....... )
Am I comfortable?
( It takes a lot of delay, but he eventually takes away a hand (booooo) to take another apple, the other remaining to gently caress Ish's cheek until he finally has to remove it to split the apple. He misses having magic... He wouldn't have to stop touching Ish then... )
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I could fall asleep like this. Can I, sometime? [ he almost immediately regrets asking because that's so embarrassing, trying to focus instead on not becoming as red as the apple. ]
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Any time you'd like. It'd make me happy.
( One half of the apple set down beside him... The other half, he sinks his teeth into the top, then bottom, to create a new set of weak points - and then splits that half in half, too. He'd done similar when tearing people apart (and would more or less employ the same principle when splitting off Sariel's arm). One fourth of the apple set down...
He holds up the remaining slice )
It's harder to eat while lying down, so little nibbles, all right?
( He brings the slice to Ish's lips (Ahhh~), his other hand happily running through Ish's hair, drifting down to caress the love marks he's left all over Ish's neck. The duality of Hwylryn... )
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he opens his mouth obediently, ahhh♪-- round are the lines of his lips as he obediently takes little nibbles. his mouth is full so he can't speak, but he does shift a little, ostensibly to get a better bite of apple but in reality to give hwylryn a better view of the map of love bites on his neck. he's proud of them! ]
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Maybe it's good we paused where we did. ( Happily admiring the marks... happily admiring how cute Ish is as he numnums the apple slice... ) I don't think I could've waited until later.
( To keep marking, he means. And given he thinks they were both getting kinda turned on by it... Well, Ish would've had a lot to cover up in the coming week. )
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Are you going to mark me more sometime? [ he's more than a bit lulled by the atmosphere, because yeah, he was totally into it. to be wanted by someone you want just as much is intoxicating.
and even though they'll have to wait... expressing his interest now gives them both something to look forward to. ]
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( The gently baps Ish's nose with what little remains of the apple slice, playful. Let me right now!! )
But maybe I won't be able to wait. Maybe I'll just teeth you little by little... until you look like a mess by the next carnival.
( Evil, evil Hwylryn... he brings the last bit of apple slice to rest against Ish's lips, the length of it not much more than his fingers - like the bit Ish fed to him earlier. He really liked the idea. )
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A little by little might be okay... [ licking his lips clean.
he's aware of what he's saying and he isn't, but those are problems for the ish five seconds from now. ]
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( He says it like that, but he's absolutely going to be nibbling Ish as much as he can, and then some. When you give a Hwyl a cookie...
As Ish sucks at his fingers, his lips curl up with some mischief ... as he gently presses those fingers in, lightly pressing against the sharp edges of his teeth, a fang... )
Even though I'd be really happy if you marked me how everyone could see?
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You'd let me? I want to... [ ahh he's back here like he was that night in the gardens, with all the enthusiasm of a highschool boy. ]
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He can sense Ish's enthusiasm and it only encourages Hwylryn - he brings up the back of his hand to lift the necklace, exposing his bare neck and shoulders, as if lifting up a curtain. A little scandalous? Maybe. But no more scandalous than Ish cleaning his fingers, so Hwyl thinks they're pretty even (happy). )
I can't get this off. Can you? ... I want it, too. ( He doesn't mind the unremovable magic outfits, except suddenly he can't expose prime bite zone for Ish? ) You can pick anywhere, if you want... everywhere, if you'd enjoy it.
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this view IS more scandalous to his 1920's gentleman eyes. don't mind him licking his lips (for some remaining juice, no, for his next bite) as he considers where he should place himself. ]
If I bit you everywhere, even Cain would notice. [
so...just here will have to do. he places his hands against hwylryn's chest, the magic on his hands loosening the fabric there for greater skin to skin contact. and then he leans in, biting (striking really), right above his collarbone.
it's not gentle given the speed and his fangs, small but pointy, like the snake he is. but once he savors the taste (as it's certainly hard enough to draw blood), he begins to lap at the puncture marks with care. ]
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Maybe that's what I want?
( He says with a laugh, without shame - even though he's trying so hard to be lowkey for both their sakes, he really doesn't wanna!!!
Ish's metered effort in laying down his bite gets a breathy, slightly indecent ah— though he'd been expecting it. It's much different than Hwylryn's style of biting, and it delights him to encounter something new. He lets his head lilt to the side, better exposing his neck - to push forth his collarbone a little more so Ish can work with it easier, Hwylryn watching happily. )
How do I taste?
( Questions he'll likely ask again in a very different context (gazes at our other thread)... He rests his arms on Ish's shoulders as Ish laps up the blood, one encouragingly caressing the back of Ish's neck, fingers curling into his hair ... the other caressing (teasing?) the marks he'd left on Ish again, as if excited to be connected in this way. )
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Irresistible. [ dangerously so, but it's too late now. he starts to nibble when he feels the ache of the marks on his neck light up again. not digging into the two pin pricks he made, but drawing a new chain of shallow love bites lower towards his chest. he's not getting much to wet his tongue with considering they're scrapes, but it's clear he has a destination in mind.
his hands are wandering down too, pulling down the fabric to expose bare chest. fingers mapping out the soft curves and bone that protect hwylryn's beating heart. ]
I want more. Can I have it? [ one bite, one chain of kisses, was his plan. but he's becoming so terribly greedy. one more can't hurt, right? ]
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Ish doesn't need to ask - he's already more than earned it. But Hwylryn likes hearing Ish ask for things that he wants, just as much as he likes Ish just taking it. )
You are getting greedy, hm?
( In a tone of praise. Ish is a great student! Hwylryn almostttt feels a little bad that he can get Ish to just cheat through the effect... but it feels so strikingly bold for Ish to just start stripping him down, even if it's because his outfit sort of invited it (then again, this outfit came from Ish's magic, too - so isn't this a little on Ish?) - it's hard for him to not find that he enjoys this; that it's exciting.
His skin, bared, feels a little chilly - and it makes the gentle ache of the small bites, the warm sensation of Ish's tongue, feel that much warmer.
He presses his lips to Ish's hair, stealing his hat so Ish can work his way down without trouble - and Hwyl can dip down to press a kiss to his ear (ah, no, that's Hwyl teething his ear, actually) before Ish goes too far down.
His voice falls lower: )
... All of this is for you, and only you. You can have as much as you'd like.
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