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> You continue to kiss him before pressing forward and pushing a finger into his nook. You make sure to continue giving his bulge attention as well, stroking it with your thumb.

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i found a lot of them over there

>You point out the location to Pilumn.

i hope they do not mind the darkness though it seems that they do not

i will be able to figure this out in time

>You hurry away, your paranoia chased away by your newest findings. You make sure not to stray too far away from your troll lusus but soon… You are engrossed in the search

>… what is that? A… power cable…? It’s hanging out of a metal can of some sort…

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> You glance over to where she points. Sure enough there are more, as Hystri said there were. They looked rather pretty.

alright. do be careful Hystri

> You smile as she hurries off to investigate the nature of aforementioned flowers, your attention drawn back to the children. Thankfully they're keeping quiet despite their activities. You happy to see them like this. To seem them outside and getting to play.

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Mun is feeling gross and sick so there may be a continued lack of replies

My apologies. I'll see what I can get done

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> You nuzzle into the crook of his next and growl lightly, your hand pushing down further. Already his bulge begins to wrap around your fingers and your more then willing to give it attention. The position is a little awkward, however, so you shift back and move to slowly lay beside him. 

> Smiling you gently squeeze and stroke his bulge before moving down just a bit more, a finger prodding at his nook. Your hands start to yellow just a bit from his genetic material though your far to busy turning his head and kissing him to really care.

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You’re willing to take this as far as he wanted. Figuring you on your back would put less weight on his sore body. And when he growls and nips are your lips you moans. Keeping your hands on his hips and watching him pull away. When he comes back down to bite at your neck. It’s just the feel of his teeth right before he starts sucking down. Blood rushing to the skin and leaving a nice mark for him. O¬ K.. Kerros. We don’t have to keep going. If you’re not up for it. It’s hard not to make the tone teasing but you pull it off. It’s all about his comfort. You can keep yourself in check so long as he sets the ground rules. But it doesn’t stop you from rolling your hips from under him.

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I know-

> You cut yourself off with a groan as he rolls his hips, face flushing an even darker hue of jade. You're injured and you're happy he's considering that but you don't want to leave your kisme- ...your matesprit hot and bothered. That would just be cruel.

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>You nod, and step away from Pilumn now, searching the area for yourself. With your usual soft voice, you convince two of the wigglers to assist you with searching.

>Soon enough you are engrossed in a patch of flowers that are glowing a soft blue in the moonlight. One of the wigglers that was helping you is interested in plants too, so you take the opportunity to get him to help you gather some samples for study later.

>After you captchalogue the samples, you pick one of the flowers, and bring it to Pilumn.

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Ordonn, what have i said about trying to pick up animals? put him down please. no i don't care if she- if he is 'fluffy' you can not bring him home.

> You give out a small sigh and shake your head no, the wiggler in question frowning as he put's the squeakbeast down. He's a quick one and his interests in animals is heartwarming. Unfortunately you don't think your leader would approve of 'pets'. He doesn't seem to focus on the animal long though and runs off to chase after something else.

hm?

> You turn to face Hystri

yes? oh, that is a beautiful flower

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Once your shirt is gone you’re back back to making out with the mutt. This time you let him come to you and you’re pretty damn willing to part your lips and let him slip inside your mouth. Sucking on his tongue eagerly, shivering under his touches. You keep forgetting to be gentle and your fingers are clumsily brushing over his wounds. Cursing under your breath you think of a change up. Cupping his head, lightly scratching his scalp and pulling on his hair. You’re leaning back and bringing him down with you so he’s straddling your hips.  Moaning under your breath with each touch. You’re flushing a dark gold. He has the dominance now. He’s on top of you, he can set the pace. It’s up to him whether this will go any further. For now you stick to kissing him and pressing him down on your chest.

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> Your jerk either back or forward every time Quxzel accidentally touches a wound. You're careful not to break the kiss, however, and soon you're on top of him.Your growl, lightly, and nip at his lips.

> He's about as flushed as you are and looks likes he wants to go further. You're not exactly sure if you can with your wounds but... 

> You lean down and nuzzle at his neck before gently biting. You suck on the skin and move your hands down his stomach, clear on leaving your mark.

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It’s hard to keep your focus, telling yourself to keep your teeth and nails in check. You can feel his pulse under your lips, feel his skin heat up under your hands. When he whimpers again you murmur his name softly. Don’t bite. Don’t sink your teeth in. Play nice, be gentle. You push him back a bit when he slides his hands under your shirt. Are you really capable of showing him proper affection? Well… you can try. First things first is slipping off your shirt, pulling it off in one smooth motion and tossing it to the side. O¬ Better?

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Hm?

> Your brows furrow in concern as he pushes you away. Had you done something wrong? Were you going a little to fast? Did he not- You're relieved when he takes his shirt off. Then you feel stupid for getting so worried. At his question you nod you head.

Betterrr

> Then you lean forward, pause for a split second to stare, and kiss him again. Your hands go for his sides again, fingers tentatively grazing over the skin. From there they move up to his chest.

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You’re not sure where this is going but you’re pretty sure it’s going to be fucking awkward the whole way through. His whining making you shiver. It’s odd how you’ve never really noticed the sound till now. Though when he pulls back and tells you to wait you click in annoyance… then it’s quickly replaced by surprise when he’s in your lap. You’re staring at him, at his bruised and broken body. And he’s staring back at you with equal confusion. Red is all about taking it slow and steady. So when he doesn’t lean in to kiss you right away you occupy your time with leaning in and pressing your lips to his neck. Your hands on his hips. He’s so much more muscular then you, littered with scars. You just let your fingers ghost over his skin while you nibble on his neck. That was good, right?

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> You whimper and quiver some when his lips are at your neck and giving you attention. This was... this was red. You could be more vocal in red right? There wasn't a contest between you two so...  so you could be more vocal. Let him know that you liked what he was doing. Yeah, totally

> You shiver as his hands travel over you, neck now open to biting. It's awkward doing the same, given that he's wearing clothes, but your hands moving under his shirt and gently grope at his sides; thumbs rubbing circles into the flesh

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It’s a bit weird, it doesn’t feel like it normally does. You were rushing at first but now you’re taking it slow. Retracting your tongue a bit and just trying to savor the kiss. Feeling his arms loop around your neck you make a soft sound in the back of your throat. What should you do? Biting or clawing doesn’t seem right. So you try to make your hands busy by wrapping them around his chest. And you have to remember to be careful and considerate of his wounds. That’s what a matesprit does right?

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> You tentatively reach up to gently entangle a hand in his hair, whining lightly when he pulls his tongue away and forces you to chase it with your own. The position though is starting to feel awkward, however.

W-Wait

> You break of the kiss to push up and maneuver yourself into his lap. From there you again wrap your hands around his neck and... oh geez you're suddenly to embarrassed to kiss him. This is like your 'official' first time with him all over again. Only there's less arguing.

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You heave the biggest sigh possible. It pushes the boundaries of the level of sighs you have ever accomplished. It is a sigh that could have set records. When he looks up at you with that stupid, wrigglerish barkbeast expression you reach for the back of his head and pull him up as you lean down. When you kiss him it’s slow and careful. His lips taste like bitter tears and it’s almost agonizing. So you simply push your tongue between his lips and initiate a kiss so fucking passionate it nearly makes you ill. You’ve never considered a red romance and right now you have no idea if you’re even doing it right, fuck.

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Uh-

> And then you're kissing him. Or rather, he's kissing you and then promptly sticking his tongue in your mouth. Same-same but different. It doesn't take you long however to kiss him back, your arms wrapping around his neck. There's a million thoughts a second in your head right now but you hardly care. He hasn't left. He hasn't rejected you!

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x *

what the fuck even constitutes a 'secret text'

[insert whatever name Quxzel has him by on phone here] - So I found my phone! My lusus thinks he's so fucking smarrrt. He dug a hole, thrrrew it, and then burrried it. Of course I noticed the mound of dirrrt outside. Anyway, I can't text for long though, prrretty sure he'll be awake soon...

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✉ Text Messages ✉

∞ - For an altered state of mind text. (Drunk, drugged.) # - For an angry text. ♦ - For a rushed text. x - For a secret text. ♥ - For a regular text. * - For an early morning text.

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Oh fuck if that wasn’t the most pathetic sound you’ve ever heard him make. Sure you’ve made him whine and cry out before but this was something completely different. It made you chest constrict and want to pull him into your arms. When you think he’s calm enough you’re struck with how he’s gone into another bout of sobbing. It’s like tending to a wriggler! I- There’s a long pause and you’re staring at him hard. Kerros. He’s covering his face and you want to fucking beat him senseless or kiss him. You reach down with both hands, holding his wrists and pull his hands away from his face. You catch his eye and hold his gaze. Kerros. Shut the fuck up. And kiss me. Right the fuck now.

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Wh... what?

> You had expected the worst to happen. A slew of possible outcomes had come to mind. Quxzel getting up and leaving. Quxzel getting yelling at you. Quxzel perhaps even trying to harm you. But that wasn't something you expected. Not at all. So, right now at this moment, your staring up at him with tears in your eyes and and a honest to Gog look of sheer, stupid, surprise.

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no

that is not really it at all

>Your shoulders hunch up a little and you keep your eyes on the wrigglers. You feel a little embarrassed and take a step or two closer to Pilumn.

it is nothing do not worry about me i think i am just being silly

>You try to relax, and look around the area for anything of interest…

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> You don't notice either her shuffling towards you or the nervous nature, the wigglers distracting you, but you do turn to her and smile

i am sure there are flowers somewhere. maybe the odd scrap of metal if your lucky. as the wrigglers, i am sure they will help- 

> You turn and give one of said wrigglers a sharp look as he makes a move to throw a rock at one of the others. He promptly puts it down. Then you look to another one who apologies for some name calling you almost didn't hear.

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Another deep breath in… then out. Counting down again in your head and finding some sort of calmness in the raging storm that is your frazzled thinkpan. You wont push him for answers and you don’t want the willpower to ask the right questions. Instead you shoosh him. It’s such a pale thing. Calming him down. Stroking his hair and just letting him come down from whatever the fuck was eating him.

And really. You still have no real clue what’s going on. For someone that prides himself on having vast knowledge you certainly doesn’t seem to have it where it counts. You shoosh him again and shift into a more comfortable position and with some help of your psiionics you move him so his head could rest on your lap.

This is so fucking weird to you but you just roll with it. Wiping his eyes with your thumb you are emotionless for the most part. The dim lighting in the room help mask your eyes. Your eyes mimicking the worry and confusion in his.

Tell me. Right now, Kerros. 

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> You continue to relax, even more given that he's moved your head into his lap and wipe at your tears. And then...

> You let out a genuine whimper when he demands that he tell you. It's one that you've heard a thousand times. The one from injured prey. The one of a helpless animal at the mercy of another. They one they let out before the final kill. You're terrified. You don't want to tell him, you don't want him angry and fighting with him. You don't him to end up leaving, you really don't. You can go back to black, you just don't want him gone.

> You start to shake again and tear up and ohgodhe'sstarringrightatyou! You can't, you can't, you can't, you can't, you can't-

I-I have f-f-flushed f-f-feelings for you!

> And then it's back to crying, albeit with your hands covering your face and your entire body shaking. Oh Gog he's going to hate you, genuinely loathe you, want you out of his life!