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[privatechat]

[ Lennon sends Hunter a short video of himself clearly just getting out of the shower, slowly drying himself off and half hard. ]

[adistraction]

[ …..first of all: RANDOM.

Second: …..that’s….pretty.

Third: …..has to be meant for Dae again.

Fourth: …..definitely watched it more than once.

….he calls cause it’s faster. ]

You have a bad habit of sending thing to the wrong number, Lennon.

[privatechat]

[ Lennon laughs as he starts the video again, his phone propped up and he's sitting on the counter with himself on display, stroking his hardening cock and his fingers dipping lower to tease the piercing just above his entrance before rubbing his thumb against his hole. ]

Hunter...

[ He moans as he lets the tip of his thumb press inside, tugging just to open himself up a little for him. ]

[adistraction]

[ congratulations, you just turned his brain off. Which is actually nice, to be honest.

Even if it means he’s putting more focus on that video than is probably proper given he just stopped walking in the garden.

His head even tips a little cause you know, that helps you see things better. ]

Oh.

[ …………he swallows. ]

You um…hi.

at...some point in time /vague gestures

[faeshim]

[maybe hunter is living there now. maybe he is just taking a shower. whatever the case, he has filled out the form. a contract...where one of the parties is a fae.

he's also left the bathroom door slightly ajar. daeshim crouches outside the door, staring at the small gap. there's rules, as much as he hates them - if the door is open, he's allowed to join lennon in the shower. but this...is the door really open or closed?

open. maybe it was meant to be closed, but it is not closed, and that makes it open. right? right.

daeshim is already pulling his clothes off.]

🌈

[adistraction]

[ a locked door, even a fully closed door just seemed unnecessary given the way everyone in this treehouse was.

…or maybe he just forgot the close it.

Hunter does pause with shampoo in his hair because he can feel the fae. Not see him quite yet but he can definitely feel him. He rinses his hands enough to wipe his eyes so he’s not completely blind. ]

Sorry. Did you need in here…?

[faeshim]

[uh oh. he'd better move fast before hunter gets out. he scrambles out of everything else, and then slips into the shower behind him.]

I was hoping someone would shower today!

[daeshim would've taken a shower on his own if they hadn't. maybe.]

[privatechat]

I want kisses.

[adistraction]

💋

[privatechat]

Lame.

[bilocations]

Are you still looking for a job?

[adistraction]

Yeah! You know of somewhere?

[bilocations]

I opened a bar for Bishop to run. We could use some good workers so he doesn't have to do everything.

[bilocations]

When Sawyer meets up with Hunter next it's because he had called Hunter over to his place. Dawnya is with Bishop and Sawyer is feeling anxious not only because of the distance from his baby but also because of the topic. He's clearly nervous when he lets Hunter inside, his ears pressed down and his tail flicking sharply.

"Hi," Sawyer murmurs softly. "Do you want anything to drink?"

[adistraction]

Hunters tail, much fluffier and much larger is curled at his back. He’s had to learn how to navigate with the thing and not ruin everything around him. But he’s managed!

Once inside he immediately, but cautiously pulls Sawyer into a hug, “I’m okay. And you’re okay. And Dawnya is okay. Just breathe.”

[bilocations]

Sawyer blinks in surprise when he's immediately pulled into a hug. He swallows a little. He leans into Hunter and does his best to breathe deeply and slowly his appearance gets a little less agitated.

"Mm..."

[faeshim]

possess me.

[adistraction]

Babe. I’m not a demon.

Also…why would I do that?

[faeshim]

demons are tricksters. they influence more than they possess. but one with your gifts should be capable.

to be topped.

[faeshim]

i bought a new shirt today

[adistraction]

Oh? What does it look like??

[faeshim]

it is white! and made out of boyfriend material.

and cotton too i think. but mostly boyfriend material.

two days later...

[sungki]

[you didn't like it when he threw pebbles against your window? fine.

how do you feel about him throwing them against your door?]

TWO DAYS?

[adistraction]

[ that sound is familiar, but for the last day he’d thought he’d heard it a few times. He hasn’t. Not really.

But now its coming from an entirely different direction and he sighs softly before he gets up from his nest and wanders over to the door and opens it. ]

What?

[sungki]

[someone's smiling and looking incredibly pleased with himself. but it melts into a pout at hunter's brusque greeting.]

Did you miss me?