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@babeldom

[bleude]

[ooc: From here!]

Of course, idiot.

[Said with a strong blush upon his cheeks. It very well may be the first time he's outright admitted to being worried for Noé rather than simply doing something to show it. It seems to surprise himself that he says as much too, because he ends up gritting his teeth, like he's betrayed himself by allowing such a vulnerability to show. Bad enough he has to reveal his scars in order to keep his clothes clean, otherwise he would've simply kept them on.

Once Noé's hand presses to his cheek, his eyes go wide and then wider still at his words. Dumbfounded, his lips part, allowing a shallow breath to pass them but not much else. Until he clenches his fists against the dark skin of his abs and grits his teeth.]

No, I wouldn't. Don't say such stupid things...

[babeldom]

[It isn’t like he intends to break down Vanitas’ walls. Smash through his defences. He just does. By being himself. He just wants Vanitas to know that he is important. That the vampire doesn’t mind the scars. The main thing that concerns him, if anything, is the mark on Vanitas’ arm.

His expression softens, his hand tracing through Vanitas’ hair. He made his choice a good while ago. To stay. To support Vanitas. That hadn’t changed. He’s sure it will take time for Vanitas to accept that.]

But I say so. Even if you don’t think so. Haven’t I proven that by now?

[bleude]

[He does it so damn easily, too. That honesty and kindness shatters every barrier he's worked so hard to construct in the last however many years. He hates it. Hates Noé for doing it so blithely. And yet he can deny craving what's on offer, like a starved orphan. Or test subject as the case may be.

That look which once disgusted him now leaves him feeling warm, too much so as Noé's fingers run through his strands. It feels nice, brings back memories of Luna he wishes to forget, stirs up the complex vortex of emotions that always come with them. Yet he doesn't stop any of it.]

...you have. I can't understand why, but you--

[He leans down to kiss him again, shifting his hips to grind against him in a bid to distract the vampire.]

[babeldom]

B-mm…?

[It has never taken much to excite or distract him. So it’s likely no surprise that Vanitas does so now. So easily by leaning down to kiss him again. He closes his eyes, his hand shifting to Vanitas’ neck to cradle the back of his head. The other hand raises to his shoulder, not to push him back but merely to hold him. There’s a little noise of surprise at the grinding, but not in protest. He just hadn’t anticipated it. His movements might be clumsy, but he raises his hips to try to tell Vanitas that it’s okay. To continue.]

[bleude]

[Bless his short attention span sometimes. At least it has its uses. Besides, it does indeed feel good to kiss him, over and over again until Vanitas is breathless and panting against his lips. He likes feeling secure in Noé's arms, like he's protected from the world. But what he wants more lies lower than that...

Hands fumble with his pants and he has to kneel in order to make room to slide them down, exposing all of Noé before doing the same for himself. Then he's leaning in, allowing their hips to meet again, this time pale flesh against dark flesh. Against his lips he murmurs.]

How do you want to do this...?

[Please don't be oblivious this time, dammit...!]

[babeldom]

Mm? Ah. I don’t know. However you want?

[Probably not the most helpful, but still. At least he gets that much out. There’s almost a dazed and pleasant noise as Vanitas distracts him from focusing too much on that he’s entirely naked with that grinding. Ignoring how hot his cheeks feel. He doesn’t mind that Vanitas is on top. So long as this keeps going. He tries to remind himself to breathe as they kiss, hoping he’s not quite as clumsy as he gets more practice. He gazes up at Vanitas, lit by the moon and the flickering flames. He really is beautiful.]

[bleude]

I'm gonna punch you.

[Although it probably wouldn't do much. Stupid strong ass vampire. Sighing in resignment at having to be the one to lead this little game of theirs, he focuses instead on kissing the hell out of Noé's dumb mouth, occasionally nipping his bottom lip and tugging at it. Trying to get more of those wonderful noises from him while grinding themselves together.

Honestly, if anyone should be thinking the other looks good, it's him. Noé's dark skin and hair contrast so beautifully with one another, his eyes are like gemstones, and that idiotic face is charming. After his skill in battle, it was the second thing he noted about him.]

I'll ride you, then, alright? Then we can switch next time.

[He's hoping there will be a next time, anyway, as this is steadily becoming something he quite enjoys, test of his patience though it might be.]

@feude

[bleude]

[(From here!)]

I appreciate that, though I didn't get any of their names. They were simply barflies looking for easy prey.

[feude]

[ hmm unlucky. ]

And they approached you thinking so?

[ .... ]

Were you drinking?

[bleude]

[Truly a shame. Maybe he can point them out the next time they show up.]

I think they must have thought my scars were proof of weakness.

Not alcohol. I can't hold the stuff. Merely sparkling cider.

[feude]

[ yes, she's ready to fuckin throw down

he won't see her relieved face. the last time vanitas had alcohol he was so

so

defenseless and cute. she wanted to take him home......... ]

How preposterous to think them a sign of weakness.

[bleude]

[He may not be able to see her face, but he can certainly imagine it. He remembers (vaguely) his last encounter with the drink.

It wasn't pleasant, except he dreamed she was carrying him. That part was nice.

Little does he know that she almost Vanitasnapped him!]

Can you blame them? Claw marks, cuts, and surgical scars... What fool allows himself to get so injured?

[feude]

[ be thankful someone stopped her ]

They are a mark of struggle and resilience. Each one holds a story of your character and your history.

Some carry guilt.

But signs of weakness they are not.

for feude

[bleude]

(ooc: from here)

[A beautiful disaster...]

it's always wonderful...

but stronger? really? I mean, I thought it was pretty damn strong before...

it's captcha free mountain charrlieeeee

[feude]

[ they've done it ONCE(tm)

correction: multiple times, once. that poor innkeeper. ]

😊😊😊

Yes! It surprised me as well!! But isn't it a relief? If this impulse is stronger, then hopefully it will overrule the other!

FREE AS A BIRD

[bleude]

[That poor innkeeper indeed... Those sheets likely needed to be washed thoroughly, if not outright BURNED. Messy couple.]

I

I guess that makes sense? Though we still need to find discreet places to indulge in...

caCAW

[feude]

[ messy "newlyweds"

(burned is probably best. she definitely bit him at some point. whoops.) ]

Then

breakfast, lunch, and dinner?

And dessert, too.

[ vanitas you can only blame yourself for indulging her this much ]

CHIRP CHIRP

[bleude]

[Om nom nom delicious husband-- I mean, Vanitas.]

t

that much?! I dunno if I can manage that much, honestly...

I mean, I'll try, but

I'm just an average human being!!

[Lies from the special snowflake.]

🐦🦅 <-- vanitas and jeanne LKDGJLKSD

[feude]

[ the lying liar strikes again. it's fine. because, ]

You don't have to do anything! You can just lay there and I'll do all the work!!

[ SPARKLES

can you sense her sparkles ]

@feude

[bleude]

(from here)

[SCRUB HER ALONG A WASHBOARD!!!

He still sees her as innocent, okay. Or at least sweetness and kindness personified. That's close enough, right?

Is it bad that he immediately made a sad face at that?]

Did you ever think that maybe he's just trying to keep us apart?

[UNCHARITABLE THOUGHTS]

ONLY TWICE!!!! it's an annoyingly catchy song tbh

[feude]

[ NOOO DON'T CLEAN HER LIKE THAT LLKJKLS take a bath with her

it's not bad. she's sad, too. even though vanitas is first in her mind, she has a duty to master luca like he has a duty to his work. ]

What? Why would he do that?

[ okay yeah she's innocent ]

I WAS IMMUNE BECAUSE I DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT IT LMAOOO it really is

[bleude]

[Oh, okay. He can do that!

He might melt out of embarrassment, but!! Now he's hiding his head in his hands. S-So cute, Jeanne...]

Because he doesn't approve of us together. He hates my guts.

[With good reason, but. Still. For Jeanne's sake!!]

I FIND THAT INCREDIBLY IMPRESSIVE

[feude]

[ get naked with her ]

Whaaaat? I don't think Master Luca can hate anything!

[ untrue. ]

Sure, he was a bit surprised when the three of us were talking about my feelings for you!

[ jeanne........ ]

Lady Dominique, Master Luca, and I.

I AM A SOCIAL CRIPTID...

[bleude]

[hE'S GONNA MELT]

Huh? Not even me?

[Press x to doubt...]

Eh??? You

actually talked about your

feelings for me?

[HAVE THEY BEEN TALKING SHIT ABOUT HIM BEHIND HIS BACK?!]

WHAT DAT MEAN

[feude]

[ melt on her nAKED BODY. ]

I don't think so!

[ still untrue. if luca ever finds out that she and vanitas did the sideways tango...

well, his heart would probably break. poor lil guy. he's got it bad for jeanne. ]

Huh? Oh.

Um.

[ wait was she not supposed to say that? oh, putain. ]

Yes?