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@fiionn-blog1
“I’m not doing anything wrong. Someone gave me this cigarette fair and square, and I’m going to finish it. That okay with you?”
“I... No, I did not mean anything by it,” he says, blinking rapidly. “I was surprised by the smoke scent but, ah, carry on.”
“Stop calling me, asshole!” he grumbled, throwing his phone in annoyance. The door swings open just as he throws it, and instead of hitting the solid wood, the thin device sails through the door, and the faint sound of glass cracking as it hits the far wall of the hallway echoes slightly. Ciaran sits up with a whine. “Aw, now look what you’ve done!”
Really, Fionn is innocent in all of this. He’s looking for the bathroom so he can get a drink of water when he opens the wrong door and there is something flying at him. It narrowly misses him, hitting a wall behind him with a gut-wrenching crack. And then... someone is shouting. At least they’re Irish. “What I have...?” Fionn looks like a deer in the headlights.
loganoshea:
“Asphyxiation.” The wolf informed him, following the movement of the other lads hand as he reached for his throat. “You like it when people choke you.” And he did have a lovely neck, Logan thought to himself as he admired the pale white skin - it would be even lovelier to see it wearing a pretty purple necklace of bruises. “Your turn to dare me.”
“Asph...” Fionn trailed off, knowing he’d butcher the word if he tried to pronounce it. He smiled at Logan though, happy that he was understood, happy that he didn’t judge. Not that a place like this seemed to be very judgemental -- not when it came to sex at the very least. “Alright,” he hummed. He looked thoughtful for a moment, then grinned. “I dare you to tell me what arouses you most.”
kadeparker:
“Don’t get me wrong, I’d rather be a human than a lot of things,” he defended with a shrug. “But ending up here, it makes me wish I had been something else.” It probably sounded strange, but Kade’s head hadn’t been in the right space for months. He was more moody and unpredictable than ever. “Then maybe none of this bullshit would have happened.”
“I am... pretty sure being human doesn’t determine which side of the bars you’re on,” he responded softly, not wanting to upset the freckled boy who was already in a bad place more than necessary. Then, was even saying that really necessary? Fionn bit his lips, unsure of what to really say. There were no comforting words or sayings that came to mind.
violet-brady:
“I don’t think seal counts. At least to humans.” She smiled over at him, thankful that he didn’t seem to think her not worthy of helping him. “I don’t know much Gaelic but I know a few words. I can’t promise how good I’ll be but I promise I’ll try my hardest.” She took another bite before looking over at Fionn once more. “What is the book about?”
“No, I did not think it did,” he responded, chuckling. “The Gaelic is not the problem -- I am good at that. I am not too bad at English, also, I am just not very good at reading it. It is a complicated language, the grammar and all the rules and exceptions confuse me.” He took a bit of his food, savoring the taste. “It is a fantasy novel about... Greek gods. It uses a lot of slang and that makes it more confusing.”
loganoshea:
“We’ll start easy, we’re in a public space - not that I’m sure anyone here would mind.” He moved to a space where they could be overcast by a building, or a tree - not far from their current space, just a few steps north. “I dare you to tell the filthiest thing that turns you on.” He was going easy on the selkie, at least for now.
Fionn shrugged but followed him. Modesty was another thing he didn’t completely grasp but he was fine with where they were. He looked thoughtful for a moment, trying to think of what he liked that people would consider ‘dirty’. “I like it when I cannot breath. When people...” he trailed off, lifting his fingers to trace the column of his neck. The English word escaped him in that moment but it was clear what he meant.
loganoshea:
“A game of dares.” Logan suggested as he admired the coquettish look Fionn was giving him. He really was a beautiful man - tall, dirty blonde curls, blue eyes, broad shoulders. He was not like Logan’s usual type but he found himself very attracted to him all the same. “There are no rules. Anything goes.”
“Dares...” he murmured before grinning. Dare, verb -- a challenge to perform an action, especially as proof of courage. Fionn doubted the dares herein would be the courageous sort; there was electricity in the air, eroticism. “Alright, I will play. Will you start?”
violet-brady:
Violet ate a few more bites, not wanting to stuff her face but thankful for the food he had brought. “I could help you with it if you want,” she said with a small smile. “Your English I mean. I’m….well I’m not sure what your native language is but I’m more than willing to help you out as much as possible. It’s the least I could do for you bringing me food.”
Fionn was eating more slowly than Violet, picking at his food and more enjoying the company than anything else (though the food was good). “I would not mind that,” he responded softly. “Gaelic is my first language if you do not count seal but that is not exactly a language.” He was rather fluent in Gaelic have lived a majority of his human life in rural Ireland but he still remembered his first days on shore, not understanding a single word anyone around him spoke.
kadeparker:
“Well, at least I’d be able to stay away from most of them.” Kade grumbled before sitting on the cot in his cell and kicking the bottoms of his feet against the bars of the cell. “And I wouldn’t be human.”
Fionn tilted his head to the side, frowning at the boy’s last sentence. “Do you... not want to be human?” It was odd to the selkie’s ears. Hadn’t he just been complaining about being possessed?
loganoshea:
Logan welcomed the move, taking it as a clear indication that the selkie wanted to play. He was taller than all of the other men he had come into contact with whilst he’d been here, but still shorter than himself. Logan wondered silently what he would be like in bed, but remembered that he had luck on his side and he wouldn’t have to wonder for too long. “Then I think we should play a game.”
“What game should we play then?” he asked, lashes fluttering as Fionn tilted his head to the side. There was a curiousness mixed with sultry look he was giving Logan; the selkie was looking forward to whatever lied ahead. “You’ll have to see the rules -- I’m not familiar with many games.”
kadeparker:
Kade decided to drop the subject. Not because he was swayed on his belief in humans, but because there was no way in hell he’d convince of his own and he could go on about the horrible things people had done to the Earth and how they’d basically destroyed the Earth’s otherwise balanced ecosystem. “Maybe I should have been born a selkie,” he said offhandedly. “Then I could have stayed away from people entirely.”
“According to the tales, the fact we’re seals does not deter all of them,” he responded, his expression harder to read now. The old tales of fisherman taking the pelts of selkies and then taking those selkies as wives were... there. How true they were, he wasn’t sure, but there had been those along the way who’d sought to steal his pelt and and control him. Those fools had had another thing coming to them.
“Tell me what you want me to fucking do to you.”
Fionn grabbed one of Logan’s hands and bringing it to around his neck. “This, or... Or whatever. I want to please you, make you happy.”
violet-brady:
“It’s very much more than nothing.” She smiled up at him, nodding her head as she took the container. “I’ll eat everything. I’ve learned not to be picky.” She grabbed the fork and took a few bites. “It’s really good. Thank you so much.” If she was being truthful, she didn’t think she’d be seeing Fionn anytime soon but she wasn’t going to complain. It was nice to know he had been thinking about her. “How are things with you?”
Fionn bowed his head, not willing to argue the merits with the red-haired human. To him, grabbing some food to bring to a friend meant little but so had taking her in and giving her a meal so many years ago. That had been ‘more than nothing’ too. “You are welcome,” he responded, smiling brightly, proud that he’d brought her something to be happy about. These cells seemed dreadful. “They are fine. I have my shop and there are people to know too. I got a book from the library but I’m not very good at reading in English.”
kadeparker:
The creature seemed to believe that the good of humanity outweighed the bad. It was admirable, but something Kade only could laugh at. To him, humans weren’t anything special, not was their supposed, ‘humanity’. Maybe that was an inherent belief he had as a human or maybe it was his warped, cynical perspective of the world. “Humans also lie, steal, kill, enslave, and live off the Earth like parasites.”
“Most species kill and live off the earth like parasites and the rest of those require a sort of higher intelligence not found in, say, seals,” he stated simply. His pessimism was starting to ware on Fionn but the selkie did his best to shove away an irritation. People had always been telling him to be more empathetic and this was one of those situations where empathy was required. “I did not know a single word when I first stepped on shore, nor how to put on trousers. Yes, men are capable of great darkness but that is because they are capable of much else.”
loganoshea:
Logan noticed the grin and could tell that the other had no qualms with the wants of the darker haired male. So he wasn’t wasting his time with him, it was good to know. And though the subject had changed, Logan intended to find his way back to it soon enough. “I’m an open book, what do you want to know….and I’ll help you understand.”
Fionn licked his lips; there was something mischievous about the selkie’s expression as he took a step closer to the werewolf. “Anything. I am a curious creature,” he stated as a hand came to gently rest above the other’s elbow. It wasn’t jumping the werewolf but it was a bolder move than most people would expect Fionn capable of -- at the very least, it wasn’t bashful.
“Fuck me.”
The curly-haired selkie blinked rapidly, his lips parting to say something, anything. “I-- Er-- I’m not, uh, really.... into... women,” he stuttered awkwardly.
“I’d fuck you all night long.”
Fionn tilted his head to the side, his lips curling in a small grin -- mischief wasn’t a common expression for the selkie but that was no other way to describe his current one. “What is the saying...? Put your money where your mouth is.”
