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@idleforce
send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number.
1: aggressive kiss
2: all over kiss
3: back kiss
4: cheek kiss
5: eyelid kiss
6: fingers kiss
7: firm kiss
8: first kiss
9: forehead kiss
10: french kiss
11: gentle kiss
12: scar kiss
13: hand kiss
14: jawline kiss
15: last kiss
16: neck kiss
17: rain kiss
18: stomach kiss
19: underwater kiss
20: upside down kiss
Comfort/Praise Starters!
“Ssh, I’ve got you. You’re safe with me.”
“Good boy, you’ve done so well.”
“Good girl, you’ve done so well.”
“There’s no need to be afraid.”
“You’re so good, love. So beautiful and sweet.”
“You’ve improved a lot! I can see you’ve been practicing.”
“I’m so proud of you.”
“I’m not going to leave you alone, don’t worry.”
“I forgot you hated loud noise. Come here, I promise the thunder will stop soon.”
“Do you want me to hold your hand?”
“Stop worrying yourself sick.”
“Easy, sweetheart. Just relax.”
“You’re so cute sometimes!”
“You’ve come so far, and I’m so happy for that, and for you.”
“You did this? It’s incredible!”
“God—you feel amazing.”
‘Three little words!’
Gueulemer took Jehan’s hand, gently taking the delicate fingers up to his thin lips. “Touch me here.”
idleforce:
“You’re pretty. The stars are pretty.” It was as close to a metaphor as Gueulemer was ever going to get. “Besides, I didn’t think you’d be the type to stay inside when the weather’s so nice.”
“You’re not wrong about the second part. I love coming out when the sky is clear.” He smiled fondly at the other and gestured for him to join him in laying on a clear patch of grass, “I think the stars will make me think of you now, there’s starlight in your smile.” He teased gently, looking up at the sky, “But I also like to go out in the rain too.”
Gueulemer shrugged. He hated rain himself because of his outdoor work, but he supposed in a life of leisure that rain might not always be a bad thing. “Starlight in my smile?”
‘Three little words!’
Gueulemer took Jehan’s hand, gently taking the delicate fingers up to his thin lips. “Touch me here.”
idleforce:
Because Gueulemer didn’t know he was a terrible liar, he simply said “nothing” and smiled at him. “It’s a nice evening, don’t you think? It made me think of you. That’s why I invited you out.”
He laughed a little and nodded, “I can see the stars so clearly tonight, it is lovely, you’re right.” He hummed, looking up for a moment, “Why did it make you think of me?”
“You’re pretty. The stars are pretty.” It was as close to a metaphor as Gueulemer was ever going to get. “Besides, I didn’t think you’d be the type to stay inside when the weather’s so nice.”
‘Three little words!’
Gueulemer took Jehan’s hand, gently taking the delicate fingers up to his thin lips. “Touch me here.”
vivelafrance–vivelavenir:
Jehan smiled a little and let his hand drop to cup the other’s cheek briefly, “What are you thinking about, mon ami?” He asked curiously, head tilted to the side as he watched the other and smiling at the content look on Gueulemer’s face.
Because Gueulemer didn’t know he was a terrible liar, he simply said “nothing” and smiled at him. “It’s a nice evening, don’t you think? It made me think of you. That’s why I invited you out.”
‘Three little words!’
Gueulemer took Jehan’s hand, gently taking the delicate fingers up to his thin lips. “Touch me here.”
The poet raised an eyebrow but obliged, letting his fingertips brush gently against the larger man’s lips and smiling a little, “Like that?”
Gueulemer closed his eyes. Like this, he could imagine that Jehan Prouvaire was touching him after sharing a kiss. He let out a soft sigh to indicate that yes, that was exactly how he wanted it.
‘Three little words!’
Gueulemer took Jehan’s hand, gently taking the delicate fingers up to his thin lips. “Touch me here.”
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"Hey, it's okay. They won't find you here."
Gueulemer panted, his back pressed against the wall. Thanks were thrown by the wayside – there were more pressing matters. “Who are you, and why did you help me?” He didn’t believe for a second that he was safe here.
Comforting-Edition {Sentence Starters}
"Hey, it's okay. They won't find you here."
"You don't have to tell me anything. You just have to relax."
"Shh. It's okay. I won't let go of you."
"Have you been crying? What's wrong?"
"Just listen to my voice. Breathe."
"Do you want some tea? Would that help?"
"You can tell me what's wrong. I won't judge you."
"Don't let go of my hand. I'll keep you safe."
"Are you crying? Come here. Let me hug you."
"You're going to be fine, I promise."
"Here, you can snuggle under my blanket. I'll protect you."
"We can stay here until you feel better. I don't mind."
"Just take a breath. Tell me what happened."
"They won't be able to reach you here, I swear."
"No, no, no don't cry! It'll be okay!"
"I brought you a (drink). Are you feeling better?"
"I brought you a cookie. Now, I demand the payment of one smile."
"There's nothing here. You're safe."
"It's gone. I chased it away!"
Send "WA-PISH!" For My Muse's Reaction to Your's Slapping them good and hard in the Rear. (WARNING: This Blog is Not responsible for Loss of Life or Limb Your Muse might Endure...Swat at your own RISK!)
"What a pretty blush." -idleforce
He looked up at that, his cheeks only turning a darker shade of pink at his words, “You think so?”
idleforce:
Gueulemer’s stupid smile came back as he leaned in close enough for him to lace them in his beard. “Go ahead… just try not to make me look too girly, okay?”
“I don’t think it’s possible to make you look girly.” He pointed out, smiling a little and gently threading flowers into his beard. “It looks so sweet–”
The brush of his beard against Jehan’s cheek was rough as he leaned in to kiss the rouged skin as a thank-you. “I’ll take your word for it. Where do you find them all? Do you get new ones every day?”
"What a pretty blush." -idleforce
He looked up at that, his cheeks only turning a darker shade of pink at his words, “You think so?”
idleforce:
Gueulemer was really enjoying the young man’s company. “Maybe I could put flowers on my head like you. Or in my beard… that’d be funny,” he said, chuckling to himself.
“I think that would look lovely.” He smiled and took a few of the flowers from his braid, “May I? I promise I’ll help you get them back out afterwards–”
Gueulemer’s stupid smile came back as he leaned in close enough for him to lace them in his beard. “Go ahead... just try not to make me look too girly, okay?”
"What a pretty blush." -idleforce
He looked up at that, his cheeks only turning a darker shade of pink at his words, “You think so?”
idleforce:
“Pretty! Ha! I think that’s the first time I’ve ever been called pretty. Thanks, little guy, but I don’t think I”m pretty.” He rolled his shoulders back, flexing his arms as he did so to stretch out a bit.
He smiled at that, “Well, handsome then.” He said brightly, “Either way you’re really very attractive, all those muscles and.. stuff.” He babbled a little and gave him a grin, “Men can be pretty too.”
Gueulemer was really enjoying the young man’s company. “Maybe I could put flowers on my head like you. Or in my beard... that’d be funny,” he said, chuckling to himself.
"What a pretty blush." -idleforce
He looked up at that, his cheeks only turning a darker shade of pink at his words, “You think so?”
idleforce:
He chuckled. “I know a guy like that, but he doesn’t have a sweet bone in his body,” Gueulemer replied, looking over at Jehan with a grin. “He doesn’t sound like the fatherly type, but I guess I don’t know too much about him.” At the comment, the thief felt his face flush a bit. “Well, I’d be nervous with you talking to others too. Someone as pretty as you ought to attract a lot of attention.”
He nodded at what he said, “He isn’t really a fatherly type, if we somehow ended up with a kid he would probably leave me to it, even if it was his.” He muttered, before shrugging a little and smiling brightly at the other, “Ah, blush is pretty on you too.” He teased lightly, letting out a little laugh, “I’m not all that pretty, stop–” He added, his cheeks flushed once again.
“Pretty! Ha! I think that’s the first time I’ve ever been called pretty. Thanks, little guy, but I don’t think I”m pretty.” He rolled his shoulders back, flexing his arms as he did so to stretch out a bit.
"What a pretty blush." -idleforce
He looked up at that, his cheeks only turning a darker shade of pink at his words, “You think so?”
idleforce:
The behemoth finished his beer, then another before speaking again. “It means a lot,” he said, truly meaning what he said. “Who’s your man, then? What’s he like?”
He thought for a moment, “He thinks he is this big mystery man, which he is if you haven’t spent this big chunk of a year with him.” He laughed a little, “He likes to stick to himself most of the time, he won’t let me meet his friends. He usually puts his hand on my face if I try to kiss him in public and the reason we actually met if because he was going to mug me– but he’s secretly sweet and gentle with me when we’re alone–” He paused again and looked up at him, “He would probably be so jealous of me talking to someone as impressive as you.”
He chuckled. “I know a guy like that, but he doesn’t have a sweet bone in his body,” Gueulemer replied, looking over at Jehan with a grin. “He doesn’t sound like the fatherly type, but I guess I don’t know too much about him.” At the comment, the thief felt his face flush a bit. “Well, I’d be nervous with you talking to others too. Someone as pretty as you ought to attract a lot of attention.”
"What a pretty blush." -idleforce
He looked up at that, his cheeks only turning a darker shade of pink at his words, “You think so?”
idleforce:
Gueulemer sighed. “No, not really. The people I take home usually leave after a night. I’ve never dated anyone longer than a week. Guess they only want one thing, huh?” He teased himself, nudging Jehan lightly.
“What idiots.” He frowned, “I’ve been getting to know you for an hour at most– If I were with you I would stay way longer than a week.” He smiled sweetly, laughing as the other nudged him though.
The behemoth finished his beer, then another before speaking again. “It means a lot,” he said, truly meaning what he said. “Who’s your man, then? What’s he like?”
