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EASY ACCESS.

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[ he’s only annoyed for a little while tbh. It’s good wing exercise and it’s kind of fun….

NOT SURE HOW LONG THIS TRIP TAKES BUT HE WILL end up bringing a few bags of oranges….

Side note; flying makes your hair fluffy. ]

Here.

[sungki]

[oh, did you go somewhere? sungki's expression seems to be asking this question as he blinks up at him.

he shovels some more popcorn into his mouth as he looks from the angel to the oranges and back again.

here it comes.]

What're these? And why does your hair look a rabbit's ass?

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[ Hunter deadpans and honestly thinks about chucking one orange at a time at the fae. ]

Oranges.

And oh, I don’t know….flying openly in a storm tends to do that.

Do you want me to peel them for you?

[sungki]

[oranges...seems like he remembers something about oranges.]

Did you have a nice flight? [another handful of popcorn, but he pauses his chewing at the offer.] Yes.

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[ ….he takes most of them and puts them away but then returns with two and a bowl.

His feathers rustle a little and settled back into place now that he’s home.

And he sits down to start peeling. ]

Not the whole way but there were moments…

[sungki]

[the fae goes horizontal, head finding room in hunter's lap too. despite what he said, it's good to have his favorite pillow back home again.]

Did you get struck by lightening?

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[ he pauses.

Not because Sungki is in his lap (where he should be) but because he hadn’t even thought about that as a risk.

Shoot. ]

Well. I’m not barbecued so no. I wasn’t. Thankfully.

[ picking off a wedge he holds it to the others lips. ]

I missed you, though. Even if you’ve been extra mean.

[sungki]

[mmm, barbecued holy chicken.

but there is something of sungki that is protecting him at all times. it wasn't much of a risk.

probably.

the fae looks at him upside down, taking the wedge between his lips and probably darting his tongue against the other's fingertips more than was actually necessary.]

Mean? [sungki arches his brow at the accusation, but his tone remains level.] I'm cold all the time, my shoes are already uncomfortable. I have strange cravings - for fruit. I feel ill in the morning, and it's all so frustrating that sometimes I want to cry about it.

[him. cry.]

All because you wanted to put "just the tip" in me.

[YES, HE'S FOR REAL.]

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[ …….. ]

So cry.

[ he blinks slowly. ]

Complain. Be mean. I don’t care. I know it’s my fault.

[sungki]

[he keeps looking up at him for a few moments.

and then shifts his gaze away, mouth opening for another slice.]

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[…he gives him one. ]

I told you we didn’t have to have any right now.

[sungki]

I wanted them.

[he squirms for admitting that. it really takes the heat out of his earlier blame.

but feel free to continue babying him.]

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[ he absently picks apart the rest of the orange and keeps watch to see when Sungki wants another slice… ]

Have you always wanted them?

[sungki]

[he snorts at the question, even though it's perfectly reasonable given his current state.]

I didn't even want anyone to touch me, much less breed with them.

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[ he softens and leans over to kiss him. ]

So I’m special.

[sungki]

[he doesn't respond until after the kiss.

and another orange slice.]

And you always have been.

[and it bothers him that hunter didn't realize it.]

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[ have a slice…and he combs his fingers through Sungkis hair. ]

Wanna go take a nap? We can cuddle…

[sungki]

A nap would be good.

[the cuddles too, though sungki doesn't say it. his actions will speak for him soon enough. he sits up.]

At least until the horny part of the day begins.

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[ around a half mouth full of orange, Hunter blinks. ]

‘Horny’ part of the day….

[ he does move to follow him, though — and its this moment where he craves their own space. It’s happening more often now than before but its more of a greed thing… ]

[sungki]

[the fae pauses once he's standing, stretching his arms over his head.]

Mmm, late afternoon usually. Sometimes I want the taste of you on my tongue. Others I want to rail you until you cry.

[he sighs and lets his arms drop.]

The oranges were good. Really sweet.

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I could use a good cry.

[ you’re pretty…


For once he’s gonna leave the mess on the table and proceed to usher Sungki to the bedroom - go gremlin. ]