[it's dangerous for hunter to know him so well. and yet he likes the feeling, the way it makes his heart beat a little faster just to think about it. someone has this power over him. he gave it, willingly.
he hums in response, eyes dancing around the other's face before he smiles. smirks. it's caught halfway in between.]
Yeah. I love you too.
[he must, to return to the body he was born in, use it once and once more to create something made from the both of them. it's either love or madness, and who's to say that they're not one and the same.]
What're you thinking about?
[because he's seen him when he's eating his noodles or watching something or in some other little zen state with barely a thought in his head. this isn't it.]
[ the instinct that usually leads him to lie, or pretend is rarely there anymore; it almost doesn’t exist anymore with Sungki (he never lies to him, pretending isn’t exactly a lie…it’s more sidestepping than anything)…
His body relaxes, though, and he looks over the others face, reaching out to brush his fingers over his cheeks and steal another softer kiss. ]
You were so worried about the fae coming to steal Daeshim baby, and now you want to get pregnant…which makes you more vulnerable…and if they do come…and find you like that…I don’t want anything to happen to you.
[sungki's gaze starts to soften as he explains, and his smile too. he reaches over to brush his fingertips along hunter's hair as he puckers his lips against his. he lingers there when it's done, his voice a whisper.]
Oh sweetheart, let them come. [he grins after he says it, sharp and a little vicious.] Nothing would unlock the monster that you are faster.
[something happen to him? with hunter's child inside him? he almost wants to see what hunter would become to protect them.]
[he can't imagine it. it's almost laughable. even if this world - this house is filled with beautiful and gifted people, none of them would've won him over the way that the boy who approached him like he had nothing to lose has.]
Besides. The more I see you with Daeshim's baby, the more jealous I get.
[he knows that what hunter says is true. he knows that it's silly of him to be jealous. but those ugly little emotions feel like a part of him, a seelie's true nature hidden behind a pretty wrapper.]
...You would be good together.
[he knows it. they would be best friends and easy lovers. and that's what eats at him.]
[the bites are working, along with that look. the one where hunter looks like he can't decide if he wants to fight him or kiss him. sungki likes that look.]
It's true.
[the last one is no lie, and while the first two technically could be coming from hunter's lips, the fae knows that they're not.]
Let's make it official.
[he holds up his hand, and betwteen two of his fingers there's a pair of rings, as golden as fire.]
[ Hunter watches Sungki’s face when he puts the ring on him, and he softens a fraction before immediately grabbing the Fae’s face to kiss him as if he may never get the chance to ever again. ]
I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I don’t want to ever be without you. Do you hear me? Ever. So you’re stuck. You can’t change you mind years from now. I will murder you if you even think about leaving.
[he has things that he could say - that it doesn't matter. it doesn't matter if hunter deserves him or not, because he's got him anyway. by fae logic, wanting someone is more than enough reason to keep them. he could tell him that this is a pretty binding deal, so hunter might be the one who eats those words someday when he can't get rid of him. ...he wants to suggest that they "practice" for that baby-making right now, because his murder talk is hot and he doesn't doubt for a second that he means it. sungki wants him to mean it.
but why talk when they could kiss some more? he goes for that option instead of saying anything at all, adding a little more bite to the kisses.]
[ Hunter does mean it and he is fully aware of how capable he is of doing it.
With Sungki biting at him like that, it makes it easier to fall into that same emotion. He bites back, deepening that kiss with a hungry groan.
The gold feels warm wrapped around his finger and he likes that. Likes that it’s warm and golden like the Faes eyes. Likes that it’s a part of him that will be on him at all times. He won’t ever take it off. ]
Can you mark me, too? The way you did these…
[ his fingers brush along the kiss marks on the Faes throat. ]
[sungki snorts, dodging the last kiss to bite at hunter's neck instead. but it's the tip of his tongue that strikes like a match against the other's skin, sending a fire through his blood. the fae's lips are what cools it, and each press of them makes marks all the way down to hunter's collarbone. each mark turns into the shape of a black moth.]
[ there is pain but it’s perfect and Hunter hisses softly but he leans into the others lips when it’s soothed. It’s not enough to hurt really, just sharp…
He can’t see them but when Sungkis mouth is free again he cuts him off with another kiss. ]
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he hums in response, eyes dancing around the other's face before he smiles. smirks. it's caught halfway in between.]
Yeah. I love you too.
[he must, to return to the body he was born in, use it once and once more to create something made from the both of them. it's either love or madness, and who's to say that they're not one and the same.]
What're you thinking about?
[because he's seen him when he's eating his noodles or watching something or in some other little zen state with barely a thought in his head. this isn't it.]
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His body relaxes, though, and he looks over the others face, reaching out to brush his fingers over his cheeks and steal another softer kiss. ]
You were so worried about the fae coming to steal Daeshim baby, and now you want to get pregnant…which makes you more vulnerable…and if they do come…and find you like that…I don’t want anything to happen to you.
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Oh sweetheart, let them come. [he grins after he says it, sharp and a little vicious.] Nothing would unlock the monster that you are faster.
[something happen to him? with hunter's child inside him? he almost wants to see what hunter would become to protect them.]
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…the idea…
The word monster in this case actually sounds so affectionate that Hunter leans a little forward, pressing their foreheads together.
He hums thoughtfully and then lifts his face again to better see the others. ]
You’re probably right.
[ because while, yes, there is fear there - because - it’s Sungki and their potential child.
There’s also something else that always sort of rears it’s head when the fae gets like this…]
I’m happy you’re mine and not someone else’s.
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[he can't imagine it. it's almost laughable. even if this world - this house is filled with beautiful and gifted people, none of them would've won him over the way that the boy who approached him like he had nothing to lose has.]
Besides. The more I see you with Daeshim's baby, the more jealous I get.
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[ it’s said lightly but he does often wonder…
Sungki is peppered with a handful of kisses before the last one lingers and he has to pause to arch a brow at him… ]
Jealous?
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[and yes, he gets it, she's tiny and cute and even sungki would never wish for anything bad for her.
but dammit, that's his attention.]
Her and that hacker pervert too.
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[ he softens——- and then the other brow meets the first when Sungki mentions Baein.
Oh.
Is Sungki thought Hunter couldn’t get closer, he’s wrong! He noses at him and gently bites his bottom lip. ]
I am yours, Sungki. I love you more than anyone else in this house. There’s no reason to be jealous.
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...You would be good together.
[he knows it. they would be best friends and easy lovers. and that's what eats at him.]
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[ there’s another bite and he is torn between glaring and pouting. ]
I love you. I want you. I belong to you.
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It's true.
[the last one is no lie, and while the first two technically could be coming from hunter's lips, the fae knows that they're not.]
Let's make it official.
[he holds up his hand, and betwteen two of his fingers there's a pair of rings, as golden as fire.]
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He breathes and then suddenly stops breathing altogether to blink wide eyed at the rings. ]
….
[ he squints a little. ]
Make your eyes do that glowy thing and ask me properly.
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I'll give you or the other. Which is it?
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Do you know what I had to do just to get these rings? I had to take that vapid pretty one all the way back-
[nevermind. okay, glowing golden eyes and kneeling above him.]
Take this ring and be mine, and I'll wear the other as a sign that I'm yours.
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And he might look like he’s might be tempted to—-nevermind cause those eyes do all of the things to him. ]
Obviously yes. I won’t let anyone else have you.
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Good. I'm not the only possessive one.
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I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I don’t want to ever be without you. Do you hear me? Ever. So you’re stuck. You can’t change you mind years from now. I will murder you if you even think about leaving.
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but why talk when they could kiss some more? he goes for that option instead of saying anything at all, adding a little more bite to the kisses.]
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With Sungki biting at him like that, it makes it easier to fall into that same emotion. He bites back, deepening that kiss with a hungry groan.
The gold feels warm wrapped around his finger and he likes that. Likes that it’s warm and golden like the Faes eyes. Likes that it’s a part of him that will be on him at all times. He won’t ever take it off. ]
Can you mark me, too? The way you did these…
[ his fingers brush along the kiss marks on the Faes throat. ]
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It'll hurt~
[it's a tease. he knows hunter doesn't really care about pain.]
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[ another kiss; lighter this time, barely there… ]
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Like that?
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He can’t see them but when Sungkis mouth is free again he cuts him off with another kiss. ]
I’ll look later…but yeah, like that.
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[sungki laughs before pulling him deeper into the kiss, pinning his wrists down against the mattress. oh well, he's not letting him go now.]
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