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"See? It’s not bad being out in the public eye when you look this good!” “We-... we could say the same to you. You... you cutie.”
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『🔧』 "Excuse you. I- I'll have you know I'm-... moderately popular with a number of extremely mentally ill trans women on Discord."
The mischievous little gremlin witch cackle that follows xir gestures shows that it was understood it was all in good faith. Neff is pretty sensitive to the intentions of others, both in their actions and behaviors - and with that said there's a clear difference with the way Garis acts around Neff now than xe did when they first met.
"Fast food is needed to maximize time for other activities, clearly!"
And that's all she'll say on the matter while making her way around to make said coffee. By now she'd know where most things were located and what she was allowed to help herself to, and the aroma of the coffee helps quell her nerves for the conversation that was to come.
"Well, it's not about what I don't know, it's about what I do. That said, I think you should already have swallowed whatever food you're chewing before I ask you this question."
She takes a few sip of her own coffee after handing xem xir's, and managing a few bites of the meal she'd claimed before finally dropping the bomb.
"What do you remember about the 'clarinet incident'."
『👿』 Any levity in the conversation drops with the same force as the fork xe had barely just picked up, and just as suddenly as it clatters upon the marble table island xe sits at. The words, unheard for so long they'd almost been forgotten, echo in xir mind alongside all the dozens of previous utterances from a time long gone, a life abandoned and left to collect dust and cobwebs that now spilled from xir lips as xe found the will to speak a single word.
"Aleksander."
Xir eyes move at last, darting towards Neff like a cat tracking a stray bird. Nostrils flare as xe tries to steady xir breathing, reconciling everything that comes with Neff even knowing the existence of that phrase.
"Aleksander... he used to joke about that to us. It was a real thing... involving a clarinet, a trash dump, his old school bully, and a little too much kerosene." A pause. "You don't want to know. At some point... comparing things to it became... just a fun in-joke at first, and then... it was our way of reminding each other that we... that love was there. That we weren't going anywhere. We... I-... thought we'd lost that now. Think we almost moved on, or forgot. But now.... Neff..."
Xir head is pounding now - xe winces as xe chugs down the too-hot coffee, hoping that the scalding heat running down xir cheek from the stray droplets would ground xem some - but once it was downed, it was right back to that laser focus on Neff. Only this time, xir eyes, words, and stance held more determination than she would have ever seen from xem.
"Where. Is. He?"
──ཐི ྐ( ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ! )ཋྀ ྐ─•── ཀ❛ ❛ What does being gay have to do with pride? ❜ ❜ཀ Dry sarcasm delivered with a dead serious stare. Inhaling && exhaleing, the vampire pats the human's face kindly with his reply. ཀ❛ ❛ It's a fucking bummer... don't remind me that immortality defeats the whole purpose. ❜ ❜ཀ Tongue continues to lack emotion but the corner of his lip has a hint of a grin.
ཀ❛ ❛ Is this your CUTE WAY of asking me to turn you? Wanna smoke cigarettes for the rest of eternity with me? ~ ♡ I have marijuana. ❜ ❜ཀ ──ཀ♡ཀﮩ٨ـ 𖦤 ̊ ̟ ⊱༒︎
『🍬』 "You don't get out much, do you? Or, rather, come out much." Something to be expected from a sun-averse beast such as him, he was sure, but he had to get his charm, wit, and cigarettes from somewhere, surely. Even that death-seeking sentiment only gets a small, yet uncharacteristically solemn nod from the boy as he takes another drag... only for his lips to curve back into a smile at the other's proposals.
"You wanna bum cigs off me 'til the world ends? That's gayer than anything I coulda said, bro." A polite declination from the still-mortal, but one that doesn't betray his lingering interest in another matter. "How 'bout you just get the weed out and we see what happens?"
──ཐི ྐ( ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ! )ཋྀ ྐ─•── ཀ❛ ❛ It's hard not to sound gay when that's what you are... ❜ ❜ཀ Aluin steals the cigarette from between Theo's lips to smoke it himself. ཀ❛ ❛ If you didn't want me to take them, you wouldn't put them somewhere where I can reach. Sounds like a skill issue. ❜ ❜ཀ ──ཀ♡ཀﮩ٨ـ 𖦤 ̊ ̟ ⊱༒︎
『🍬』 "Yeah, happy pride month to you too, asshole." Spoken with all the tenderness and mirth of any other pet name, it accompanies a shit-eating grin as he simply plucks out another cigarette from the pack to light. "Must be nice for you, though. Immortality means you don't gotta worry 'bout this shit killing you, right?"
『🍬』 "Cigarette packs take so much longer to finish without you around, y'know."
"... I know that sounded gay, but I mean you're always takin' my fuckin' cigs."
──ཐི ྐ( ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ! )ཋྀ ྐ─•── JUST A TASTE OF BLOOD IS NEVER ENOUGH ──ཀཀཀ BURNING temptation drowns out his pride && humiliation from shameless actions. Blood carrying the essence && life from Theo's being douses Aluin's awaking nerves && foggy mind with the desires of the human. YEARNING THOUGHTS amplified his own lustful cravings for both FLESH && BLOOD ──ཀཀཀ body screaming to drain every drop of blood from the small wounds ──ཀཀཀ but another candied reaction is released with the welcomed pressure to his erection. A more bat-like squeak parts lips, releasing the fingers from his grasp.
The warm hand was a pleasant reminder that they were here to play with each other && not to harm in any way. Thus, he relaxes && allows himself to enjoy the other's teasing touch for a moment. ❝ Your taste is better than that of the chocolate you make. ❞ Spoken through heated breath, tongue grazing over the slightly taller's nose before knees buckle down drastically to greet the hard ground.
Effeminate hands wrestle && unbuckle jeans to reveal the desired flesh. One hand is brought to Theo's hip to hold him still, the other parts && rises the left leg to gain access to the inner flesh. With protruded fangs, he licks && nibbles on his squishy inner thigh ──ཀཀཀ kissing && sucking hard to leave several hickeies to his humorous && sexy friend.
❝ You've got me gagged already ~ ꨄ︎ ❞ A lecherous coo gets followed by those canines into the human's delicious flesh once more. The anticoagulant venom in his fangs doubles as asoothing pleasuring painkiller that relaxes nerves && allows the prey to be drained with ease ──ཀཀཀ but this is done to rapture his own oral fixation && Theo's senses. However, his greedy tongue can't help but sample more of that mouthwatering crimson fluid. ──ཀ♡ཀﮩ٨ـ 𖦤 ̊ ̟ ⊱༒︎
『🍬』 There's a rare, sweet satisfaction that comes with seeing a partner flip a switch, give in to their greed and cast off all their shame the moment they're allowed to. The easier the person, the better that rush is, so it's no wonder he's so quick to indulge Aluin's rampant craving, watching with a smug, satisfied grin as it gives way to pure desperation. It wasn't about what he needed from him anymore, simply that the need was there to begin with; that was enough for him to use.
It's also the only thing stopping him from reprimanding him right away for being so damn cheesy. His enjoyment doesn't stop a wheezing chuckle from escaping him at Aluin's ever-loved wit, the perfect compliment to the beauty he had to look past so much to finally see... even if he had to wonder how much the rose-tinted lenses of his own lust were making this mess of a man look that much more appealing.
None of it matters by the time his knees hit the ground, and his jeans soon follow. His hand, still leaking gentle buds of garnet fluid where his fangs protruded, ran through his hair until he reached the back of his scalp - just that tiny bit more encouragement, as though he didn't have enough. His head leans up, breath hot and heavy as he feels the friction of teeth against his thigh - only for him to tense up and stifle a moan when he feels the painful sting of his fangs yet again.
His fingers curl into Aluin's hair when the gentle high of his venom hits him, another shaky breath escaping him as he looks right back down at him. "Fuck-... good boy. You look so much prettier on your knees." His leg rests against the hind wall, his hand instead impatiently pulling the impression of his length towards him - so close that he can feel the bump of every piercing that adorns it before he even sees it.
"So fuckin' greedy... you gonna make me wait? Or are you gonna show me how much you want me?"
You are glass, cold and brittle, So I never push too hard 'Cause you break from so little, And I cut myself on every shard
I wish that you were clearer And could see my point of view
You are glass, thick and blurry, So you see the worst parts first You're a pane, and I worry That your temper's always primed to burst
You wish that I was clearer And could see your point of view,
But if I'm glass, then I'm a mirror, So you're only seeing you.
𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲-𝐩𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐭. He takes in a sharp breath, nodding quietly to try to contain himself from the awesomeness of her creating her own prosthetic limb. It’s such a wild concept; at least, to him. Being an animal masquerading as a man, losing a limb for an animal doesn’t have the same emotional weight. They continue life without it—not giving it a second thought and simply continuing to survive just as they did before.
Still following her plea to calm down, Airin tucks his arms beneath his armpits to prevent them from being so animated. His smile doesn’t leave his face, though—this shit is so interesting.
" I have no idea what any of those other places are, but they must be pret—ty cool if you like them. " He nods, as if what he just stated is fact. " And even cooler if you want to put feeling back into them… Are you studying reptiles and amphibians for that? Or are you going for electric pulses that your nervous system can comprehend? " See… he can be smart, sometimes.
『🔧』 It wasn't like sentimentality was a uniquely human concept when it came to limbs - Alex always imagined that a pack of wolves would still feed one who was missing a hind leg despite their inability to run. Apathy towards one's own body was an idea she was far more familiar with; even including the obvious, there wasn't much she really liked too much about her own body to want to keep, necessarily, but rather, like any rational mind, she didn't want to go through all the trouble of losing it.
Maybe that shared attitude is why she perks up so much at Airin's response. So, he was just deceptively casual, perhaps, and hiding his depth only for those he wanted to share it with. There's a glimmer in his eyes as he spitballs ideas back at her regarding her own work, such that the taller man could see the cogs turning behind her eyes. "Well- I was going down the latter route, but I-... if lizards and stuff can regenerate limbs, then maybe the way they rebuild nerves could be studied to integrate a new prosthetic! I'd... probably have to get someone who majored in biomedical engineering to help me, though."
She paces as she rambles on, only stopping to look up at Airin again with a wide, sunshine smile. "Wow... I- I didn't expect to be getting this good of an idea today! Thanks, Airin! Maybe you should be studying this kind of thing! It's- you have no idea how much an outsider's perspective helps!"
I WANT TO WRITE MY STORIES!!!!!!!!!!!! -> continues doing literally Anything Else besides writing
been super busy and feeling really disregulated recently. i'll find the time and focus for writing soon but in the meantime i really do appreciate y'alls patience
sorry for the drop in activity i was enjoying life :)
──ཐི ྐ( ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ! )ཋྀ ྐ─•── Intimidation sends shivers down the spine and tickles nerves with fight or flight in the form of goosebumps. Unnerving tactics are usually met with HOSTILITY──ཀཀཀ due to being unable to process feeling FRAGILE ──ཀཀཀ but there's no fury with this terror, rather a sickening amount of excitement from being choked by the human && placed against the wall like his plaything. That prurient heartbeat reverberating throughout the arm against the vampire's skin dries his mouth out with temptation.
So when the thumb looked for entry ; that heat in Theo's skin is embraced by plush lips with little hesitation. Each warm beat from under skin makes Aluin uneasy && before he knows it, a room-temperature hand is desperately grabbing at the wrist that commands digits to keep it in place. Theo's words stop reaching Aluin as his body gets ready to FEED ──ཀཀཀ fangs protruding teasing flesh gently. However, it was no longer just the taller's thumb that was under ambush ; rather, his whole hand was suckled && lapped as if it were made of ice cream.
The palm got special attention as that's where the thickest vein is, but barely in control, he forces focus on the middle && index fingers. taking them both into his mouth to suck desperately to bring the blood closer to the surface before biting in. A moan of pleasure follows the first few drops of fluid && his pursuit of the fingers only becomes more desperate ──ཀཀཀ mind oblivious to the pressure being pushed against him, despite blood flow becoming far more active through his very own body && getting a genuine reaction from such shameless delight.
Right now, all he could focus on was sucking his BLOOD. ──ཀ♡ཀﮩ٨ـ 𖦤 ̊ ̟ ⊱༒︎
『🍬』 He should have known better than to dare Aluin to act upon the gentle pressure against his lips - temptations of the flesh indeed - but he can't help but indulge in a bit of satisfaction at how quickly he folds to it. It was only up until he felt the first prick of his fang against his thumbprint that he truly thought he had Aluin figured out, and the stupid prizes he would be winning by playing these stupid games.
For as much danger as he knew he was in, though, he simply couldn't possess himself to move away. He drew far too much delight from the way he desperately lapped at the rest of his hands and found two longer fingers to take into his mouth. The temptation to push them deeper in, that urge to test whether his gag reflex comment from earlier held any merit, was once again cut short by the sharp sting of fangs against his digits, one that made him wince, flinch almost enough to yank them out of his mouth entirely.
"Shit," comes a sharp whisper, settling into a shaky exhale as he feels the warm fluid seep from his skin. He doesn't even try to resist Aluin's desperate pull, merely indulging in the moan he lets out when the blood hits his tongue. This had always been his desire, after all, and he hadn't tried to hide it. He could surely lose a little blood before he had to stop this indulgence of his.
Naturally, then, he plays along - something that comes only too easily to him - and presses the hand not currently being accosted by fangs against the impression of his groin, doubtless having fresh blood rushed to it by the second. "That's it," he speaks in a low, practiced growl. "You wanted to taste me so bad, didn't you? Don't you get too greedy... you don't want me to gag you, now, do you? Not when you make such cute noises."
──ཐི ྐ( ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ! )ཋྀ ྐ─•── WITH THAT BOLD MOVE ──ཀཀ pressure around his throat getting a nipple of Aluin's bottom lip ──ཀཀ THIS BECAME A LIFE-OR-DEATH GAME OF GAY CHICKEN ──ཀཀ he cannot show WEAKNESS ──ཀཀ HE CAN'T LET THEO KNOW he actually got him flustered ──ཀཀ the vampire is supposed to be the strong one in this... relationship(?)! A hard swallow that probably can be felt through the human's hand as he musters the composure to lean forward && lick their cheek && softly bite it to pull at skin ; cold hands moving to pull at the human's pants band.
❝ Is that you giving Fuckula permission to do what he does best? Suckula -- Suck-youoff. ❞ ──ཀ♡ཀﮩ٨ـ 𖦤 ̊ ̟ ⊱༒︎
『🍬』 Oh, so he was exactly as easy as he thought at first, willing to buckle under just a bit of pressure - but of course, this vampire was always going to have the gall to bite back. Fine, he thinks. He wants to play certain games, he'll win appropriate prizes. He presses forward with the hand already wrapped around his neck until Aluin is up against the wall, his grip tightening as he encroaches closer, closer until their faces are but an inch apart and their hips crash together.
"Permission?" His hand glides up and away from his neck, his thumb lingering and pressing against the vampire's lips to invite it in, perhaps, before finding purchase in his soft locks of hair, hips beginning to slowly roll against his friend. "As pretty as you'd look on your knees... all I wanna see right now is how much you want it. You waited for me to tell you what to do... so how about you show me how you beg me to let you?"
──ཐི ྐ( ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ! )ཋྀ ྐ─•── The other's reaction takes him completely off guard, expecting more jokes, but this time, pointed at his size. A stutter of words with no way to find composure. How could Aluin embarrass himself like this again? Cheeks completely flustered, he struggles to find a response. ❝ Actually, I think the only thing that matters is if I can get my mouth around YOU. I'm pretty sure my FANGS will be doing most of the penetrating. ❞ ──ཀ♡ཀﮩ٨ـ 𖦤 ̊ ̟ ⊱༒︎
『🍬』 That one bit of hesitation told him more about what Aluin thought of him than he could have gotten by asking - did he really just boil him down to the bully he used to be? His nostrils flare, a breath of satisfaction leaving him as Aluin attempts to claw back dominance. "You're not a good listener, Fuckula. You say you wanna sink your teeth into my neck, but..."
His hand comes up in the next instant, pressing against Aluin's neck with just gentle enough pressure to leave him raspy. "Think it's gonna be pretty hard when you already got my cock down your throat."
──ཐི ྐ( ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ! )ཋྀ ྐ─•── ❝ It's okay ~ ♡ MY BABIES DON'T HAVE RABIES .ᐟ.ᐟˎˊ˗ ❞ Tone shifting from sweet to screechy like some awful melody only worsening with each note. Those around him are usually so numb to his shenanigans that he didn't expect such a strong reaction. He felt kind of awful for SCARING the human so badly ──ཀཀ it's probably the first time in history he's ever scared someone ──ཀཀ an odd, proud feeling in his own chest ──ཀཀ but it's drowned swiftly out by that heavy wave of pity. He didn't like being SCARY.
❝ Do you see the bats? What about this is role play? ❞ Aluin holds his hands up as if being held at gunpoint ──ཀཀ any measures to become non-threatening, even making himself seem smaller than he already is. ❝ There's no need to get all batty on me. ❞ An awkward chuckle to try && ease the mood.
❝ Are there any cool vampire tricks you want to see? You have to think about this as really cool instead of really scary. I, too, can become a bat. ❞ ──ཀ♡ཀﮩ٨ـ 𖦤 ̊ ̟ ⊱༒︎
『🍬』 At this point, Theo couldn't even blame his own reactions on how jumpy he could be. This man kept singing and laughing everything off like it was somehow normal... maybe he simply didn't have a lot of experience actually dealing with mortals, with normal people like himself. Credit where it was due, however, it worked - it didn't quite elicit a chuckle from him, but his shoulders seemed to slouch just a little bit as he gestured on.
"What're you tryin' to tell me? That you're a real vampire? Not just some jumped-up goth who never got over that phase in high school?" For as much as that might imply about the world he lived in, there was an understanding in his voice that cast aside all his prior shock.
The offer of him turning into a bat intrigued him even more - his eye locked on the other boy intently as thoughts of every vampire movie he's ever watched swam in his brain. Slowly, a lopsided smirk forms on his countenance as he steps forward. "A'right. Thrill me, Twinkferatu. While you're at it, why don't we go find a mirror?"
『🔧』 Fingers pressed to the side of her neck, she's sitting down and breathing in as deep as she can... but she's smiling anyway.
"I'm okay! I- I'm just having a panic attack."