[ never from each other. Hunter doesn’t hide anything from sungki. Ever. He may not be bound exactly the way the fae are when it comes to lying, but he loves sungki enough to fall in line.
Maybe it’s the feeling of those claws that make him want to claw back; and maybe if they weren’t in the damn lake he would do just that just…to a more exaggerated extent. (He does like blood after all; it’s warm and sticky and—)
Instead he noses behind his fae’s ear and just moans back as they move together. He’s still annoyed by the mention of someone else when they’re supposed to be making sparkling chicken babies but that is glossed over by the perfect feel of the other wrapped around him like that. The waters mostly forgotten, the heat flowing between them feels more natural and he wouldn’t trade this feeling for anything.
Mine…
It’s even breathed over the others mind, tingly and hot, and leaving no doubt or question. Hunter wants nothing else - just him, them, this, theirs. ]
[sungki's not the type who'd actually have hatesex with someone, but maybe he can understand the appeal a little more. hunter is different when he's annoyed - not better, but different, and the fae thought that they might need a little of that this time.
he hisses, and leans forward to dig his claws into the rock instead, chipping off little pieces of it. between the two of them, the water is steadily growing unnaturally warm, steam rising from its surface. there's a sweet spot inside of him, and he would be just fine passing the daylight with hunter hitting it again and again.
but this body isn't quite as strong as his will. he tightens again, and reaches one hand back to grip some feathers. hopefully he doesn't pull any out, but...no promises.
mark me. feel me up so that the world can see the proof of your claim.]
[ the feather grab provokes those wings to wrap around them again; unconsciously for the most part, but maybe it’s also to give Sungki access without tearing them apart again.
Hunter noses along the side of the others neck where he knows those burned marks lie and something about that makes him happy. The blood would wash away, the bruises would disappear, but for some reason Sungki wanted those to stay.
That an order?
Not that he’s going to wait for a response, really. Baby #2 is apparently impatient and he knows that he wouldn’t last much longer anyway. But claws scratch along the others hips and where he’s nuzzling, he presses a bite down first…following it with a languid lick when he can think a little straighter. ]
[ok, now sungki's a little annoyed too, because the insolence. everything today is an order, that much should be clear.
the pain is the perfect way to draw it all out, making sungki shiver and send out little circles across the surface of the water. he breathes deeply a few times, hums and uncurls his fingers from the deep scratches that they've left in the stone. for a few moments he just slumps, lazily kicking his feet in the water.
but eventually he reaches back to push against the other's midsection, pushing him back enough so that he can turn in the circle of hunter's wings.]
Not bad, not bad.
[sungki smirks slowly before pulling him in for another kiss, wet and slow.]
He huffs softly at the little push; he was comfortable… but he relents when Sungki spins around to face him again. His eyes catch on the clawed rock for a moment, cute. Why it’s cute he isn’t sure but he thinks it’s cute.
And then he mutters:]
Commentary isn’t necessary…
[ the kiss, however, is.
This is a much nicer way to drown after all. His arms snake around him, pulling him in closer still and it’s clear that every moment they spend like this, together, the more obsessed he is with this beautiful, annoying pain in the ass. He’s perfect…
But he’s still gonna bite the damn fae’s tongue. ]
Don’t you ever bring someone else up when we’re having sex again.
We should know if there's any improvement necessary for the next one.
[sungki arches an eyebrow at him, arms winding around his neck before he smiles. there is so much he could say in response, so many teases. it's in his nature to throw a little salt in a wound. but maybe he should save it for someone that he doesn't love more than his own life.]
The others smile softens his remaining annoyance and he just breathes before pressing their foreheads together. The annoyance wasn’t that serious to begin with really. He just knew Sungki was fishing for something. If there’s anyone in this damned world he would accommodate-it’s Sungki. ]
[which shouldn't be a desirable thing, but he sounds quite pleased about it. he draws hunter in for another leisurely kiss, enjoying the warm water around them. the only sounds are theirs and the sound of a few birds flying overhead.
okay, maybe more than a few. it soon becomes a lot, the noisy cawing of crows. sungki breaks the kiss and pushes aside some of the other's feathers, only to see a number of crows and vultures "disposing" of the mer remains.
and more unbelievably, daeshim. with his broom, sweeping at the dirt.]
[sungki doesn't keep the outburst inside his head, or maybe he's so angry that he can't. he does struggle a little, but it's not an overly serious attempt at escape.
he takes a deep breath before glancing back over his shoulder - their shoulders, making sure that daeshim is out of earshot.]
...You've been with half of these people. I used to watch you through the window.
[ hunter was aware of that but maybe it wasn’t until right now that he realizes the full extent of it.
He waits until they’re alone in the bathroom (because let’s be real, they probably have dead mer-people on them), to let him go. It’s only to lock the door so they can have some legitimate privacy.
[logically, he knows, and that makes it even more frustrating. sungki's frown deepens. he doesn't really know how to put it into words, so he tries with images instead: the court orgies, the silhouettes through hunter's window. moments of the two of them-
he's a little bit of a prude and it's the weirdest thing for a fae, really. that's the problem. he doesn't want just anyone seeing him naked and he certainly doesn't want anyone watching their sex life.]
Hunter nods slowly and leans in to steal a kiss before dropping his hands to pull the rest of him in closer where everything is still warm between them. ]
We can keep our private things, private.
[ For the record, I haven’t been with any of them since you…in case you had doubts. I don’t even want that with any of them now that I have you. ]
[he's reassured by that, but all of it. the kiss, the words that are spoken and unspoken. and that makes him feel a little pathetic - it's too early for his emotions to be going haywire, isn't it?]
I want a bath.
[a real bath. sungki leans back against the sink, letting hunter work his water magic. he glances over at him, finally speaking what he's kept locked away, even the thoughts of it.]
You're the first lover that I've ever chosen...willingly.
Hunter hesitates but then takes quick rinse for the sake of these damn chicken wings before the feathers ruffle some of the water out and he can actually run the bath properly.
But he’s aware of the current rollercoaster emotion ride Sungki is on.
And he reaches his hand out to him, urging him into the bath. CLEAN water. ]
And your last. I’m not letting you go. Anywhere or to anyone else.
[sungki takes his hand and steps into the bath. the water does feel good when he sinks down into it, and his body shifts back to the more familiar as he relaxes into it.
he sighs, rests his eyes as he leans back against him, and lets a lot of it go.]
[it might be a hard choice now that he thinks about it. there is some discomfort to come, after all. sungki knows this. but milking it for all that it's worth could be entertaining too.]
If this house isn't already the gossip of the Courts, it soon will be.
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Maybe it’s the feeling of those claws that make him want to claw back; and maybe if they weren’t in the damn lake he would do just that just…to a more exaggerated extent. (He does like blood after all; it’s warm and sticky and—)
Instead he noses behind his fae’s ear and just moans back as they move together. He’s still annoyed by the mention of someone else when they’re supposed to be making sparkling chicken babies but that is glossed over by the perfect feel of the other wrapped around him like that. The waters mostly forgotten, the heat flowing between them feels more natural and he wouldn’t trade this feeling for anything.
Mine…
It’s even breathed over the others mind, tingly and hot, and leaving no doubt or question. Hunter wants nothing else - just him, them, this, theirs. ]
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he hisses, and leans forward to dig his claws into the rock instead, chipping off little pieces of it. between the two of them, the water is steadily growing unnaturally warm, steam rising from its surface. there's a sweet spot inside of him, and he would be just fine passing the daylight with hunter hitting it again and again.
but this body isn't quite as strong as his will. he tightens again, and reaches one hand back to grip some feathers. hopefully he doesn't pull any out, but...no promises.
mark me. feel me up so that the world can see the proof of your claim.]
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Hunter noses along the side of the others neck where he knows those burned marks lie and something about that makes him happy. The blood would wash away, the bruises would disappear, but for some reason Sungki wanted those to stay.
That an order?
Not that he’s going to wait for a response, really. Baby #2 is apparently impatient and he knows that he wouldn’t last much longer anyway. But claws scratch along the others hips and where he’s nuzzling, he presses a bite down first…following it with a languid lick when he can think a little straighter. ]
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the pain is the perfect way to draw it all out, making sungki shiver and send out little circles across the surface of the water. he breathes deeply a few times, hums and uncurls his fingers from the deep scratches that they've left in the stone. for a few moments he just slumps, lazily kicking his feet in the water.
but eventually he reaches back to push against the other's midsection, pushing him back enough so that he can turn in the circle of hunter's wings.]
Not bad, not bad.
[sungki smirks slowly before pulling him in for another kiss, wet and slow.]
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He huffs softly at the little push; he was comfortable… but he relents when Sungki spins around to face him again. His eyes catch on the clawed rock for a moment, cute. Why it’s cute he isn’t sure but he thinks it’s cute.
And then he mutters:]
Commentary isn’t necessary…
[ the kiss, however, is.
This is a much nicer way to drown after all. His arms snake around him, pulling him in closer still and it’s clear that every moment they spend like this, together, the more obsessed he is with this beautiful, annoying pain in the ass. He’s perfect…
But he’s still gonna bite the damn fae’s tongue. ]
Don’t you ever bring someone else up when we’re having sex again.
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[sungki arches an eyebrow at him, arms winding around his neck before he smiles. there is so much he could say in response, so many teases. it's in his nature to throw a little salt in a wound. but maybe he should save it for someone that he doesn't love more than his own life.]
Alright. I swear it.
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[ logic.
The others smile softens his remaining annoyance and he just breathes before pressing their foreheads together. The annoyance wasn’t that serious to begin with really. He just knew Sungki was fishing for something. If there’s anyone in this damned world he would accommodate-it’s Sungki. ]
Did I hurt you the way you hurt that poor rock?
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[which shouldn't be a desirable thing, but he sounds quite pleased about it. he draws hunter in for another leisurely kiss, enjoying the warm water around them. the only sounds are theirs and the sound of a few birds flying overhead.
okay, maybe more than a few. it soon becomes a lot, the noisy cawing of crows. sungki breaks the kiss and pushes aside some of the other's feathers, only to see a number of crows and vultures "disposing" of the mer remains.
and more unbelievably, daeshim. with his broom, sweeping at the dirt.]
...What is he doing, WHAT ARE YOU DOING???
[the other fae looks up at sungki's cry
and gives them a thumbs up.]
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He chuckles under his breath and nuzzles against the others jaw. ]
Maybe we should go before a vulture tries to get at me, too.
[ reluctant…he does slide away and starts for the shoreline with a little nod at the other fae. ]
Dae.
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[grab your mate, because sungki is about to start swinging.]
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How many of you were watching? Wait. Don’t answer that.
[ he swivels to get Sungki around Daeshim. ]
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I'll kill them...I'll kill them all. They'll be nothing left in this forest but us, we'll have it for our own...
[sungki mutters it under his breath, trembling a little. that better not be the scent of popcorn on the breeze...]
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Why are you so mad? You’re lit up more than usual.]
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[sungki doesn't keep the outburst inside his head, or maybe he's so angry that he can't. he does struggle a little, but it's not an overly serious attempt at escape.
he takes a deep breath before glancing back over his shoulder - their shoulders, making sure that daeshim is out of earshot.]
...You've been with half of these people. I used to watch you through the window.
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He waits until they’re alone in the bathroom (because let’s be real, they probably have dead mer-people on them), to let him go. It’s only to lock the door so they can have some legitimate privacy.
Both hands move to smooth over Sungki’s cheeks. ]
…okay. But I’m not anymore. I’m only with you.
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[logically, he knows, and that makes it even more frustrating. sungki's frown deepens. he doesn't really know how to put it into words, so he tries with images instead: the court orgies, the silhouettes through hunter's window. moments of the two of them-
he's a little bit of a prude and it's the weirdest thing for a fae, really. that's the problem. he doesn't want just anyone seeing him naked and he certainly doesn't want anyone watching their sex life.]
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Hunter nods slowly and leans in to steal a kiss before dropping his hands to pull the rest of him in closer where everything is still warm between them. ]
We can keep our private things, private.
[ For the record, I haven’t been with any of them since you…in case you had doubts. I don’t even want that with any of them now that I have you. ]
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I want a bath.
[a real bath. sungki leans back against the sink, letting hunter work his water magic. he glances over at him, finally speaking what he's kept locked away, even the thoughts of it.]
You're the first lover that I've ever chosen...willingly.
[consciously. there's no other way to put it.]
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Hunter hesitates but then takes quick rinse for the sake of these damn chicken wings before the feathers ruffle some of the water out and he can actually run the bath properly.
But he’s aware of the current rollercoaster emotion ride Sungki is on.
And he reaches his hand out to him, urging him into the bath. CLEAN water. ]
And your last. I’m not letting you go. Anywhere or to anyone else.
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he sighs, rests his eyes as he leans back against him, and lets a lot of it go.]
Now for the fun part, hm?
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So the making them wasn’t the fun part?
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[it might be a hard choice now that he thinks about it. there is some discomfort to come, after all. sungki knows this. but milking it for all that it's worth could be entertaining too.]
If this house isn't already the gossip of the Courts, it soon will be.
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[ Or Lavy for that matter. ]
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Hmm, that's right. You're my provider and protector for now.
[does sungki necessarily need anyone else to protect him? no. is he going to let hunter do it anyway? why not.]
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So that’s the way this is going to go.
He noses behind his ear again and nips at the edge of it. ]
Sungki. I love you. And I’ll still love you when you’re weak and cranky and eating weird things…