[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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adistraction) wrote2022-11-20 08:56 am
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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…