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@magicdivision
Look, it’s Rythian on the left!
Oh my fUCKING GOD. BABBY ENDERBITCH. I CAN’T– I–
That is a fucking fashion crime. Murder. Fashion was murdered that day. Holy shit.
-coughs and splutters, spilling his coffee-
W- WHERE D- DID Y- WHERE DID YOU F- FIND THIS?!
HOW DID YOU….
WHERE!
Has the word ‘sometimes’ been redefined? Or maybe i just have a knack for pulling that stutter out of you?
“I- ...”
-clears throat-
“Have no idea what you mean.”
Rumours of me rapping are lies.
Definitely lies with how you stutter
Always with the quick wit, Lalna. I only stutter sometimes.
Rumours of me rapping are lies.
SEND ME ‘A gift? For me?!” AND I’LL GENERATE A NUMBER SO MY MUSE WILL GIVE YOURS A:
Mix of angst, fluff and NSFW Below the cut!
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Look, it’s Rythian on the left!
Oh my fUCKING GOD. BABBY ENDERBITCH. I CAN’T– I–
That is a fucking fashion crime. Murder. Fashion was murdered that day. Holy shit.
-coughs and splutters, spilling his coffee-
W- WHERE D- DID Y- WHERE DID YOU F- FIND THIS?!
HOW DID YOU....
WHERE!
Mr. Ryth-ian, hi! I went and said hi to another one of you (Did you know there's two of you?? So cool!) and now I'm here to be your friend. I brought my gecko, their name is Race. I like gecko. And lizards. And dogs. And glow rocks! Can we be friends..?
“I... um, hullo?
I do not normally socialize with beings of anonymity, but I suppose an exception can be made?”
Rythian peered out from the dusty tome his head was buried in.
It feels like it has been an age, old friend. Apologies for my absence, I do not doubt how bereaved you must have been.
Bereaved? You’re giving yourself too much credit there, Rythian
Lalna smirked at the sound of Rythian’s voice, at how desperate he sounded and just how far the scientist had burrowed himself under the mage’s skin. He couldn’t deny the affect Rythian was having on him though, the pants passing the man’s lips hypnotising him in a way he would never be able to say.
“What is it Rythian?” His voice wasn’t teasing now, no, it was just deep and slightly breathless as he pressed the taller man against the wall behind him. Lalna’s hands ran over the bare skin in front of him before his fingers gripped at the man’s skinny and pointed hips “do you want me? Need me?”
He unbuttoned Rythian’s trousers, his lips brushing over the taller man’s neck before he bit at the man’s shoulders as his hand slipped under the trousers waist band “do you want me to fuck you?”
Control was back in his hands and it was perfect.
There it was. The phrase that sent Rythian tumbling over the edge. He tried to keep his composure, he tried so hard. He started words and instantly ended them, various vowel sounds just falling from his lips. He was a mess. Taking a deep breath as Lalna pinned him, he nodded quickly, managing a raspy “Yes!”
Biting his lower lip, he tried to hold back a groan. This was bliss. He adored the attention the blonde was giving him and he didn’t want it to end. He needed more. He longed for more. Pulling Lalna’s lips to his for one final desperate kiss before their situation intensified, he nodded.
“P- Please. I w- want it. Now.”
hi lalna! are you and magicdivision dating?
Erm…no, no…i don’t think so. *frowns to myself* are we?
In your dreams, scientist.
<3
It feels like it has been an age, old friend. Apologies for my absence, I do not doubt how bereaved you must have been.
Bereaved? You’re giving yourself too much credit there, Rythian
He didn’t reply, he just didn’t. Instead he lost himself in breath taking kisses and pushed his large hands up under the mage’s shirt to push it up and out of the way.
He pulled his hands away from the warmth of Rythian’s skin so that his coat could be pulled off but they instantly returned to pull the other’s shirt over his head and his own head tilted back some to bare his neck to the kisses and bites that was being littered all over the skin.
His fingers gripped at Rythian’s sides, pulling the man in closer to him, and he let out a soft moan as his nails scratched at the mage’s sides.
“A- Ahhn, Lal! Nnh... I... need more. I need y- you... fuck...”
Rythian was panting, his mind was fuzzy. Heck, he’d ever swore. He felt dizzy but was more focused than ever. His hands kept working their way around the scientist’s clothes, eager to see his partner laid bare. It’s not something he’d seen, and he wanted it more than ever.
He winced and hissed as he felt the nails teasing at his skin, whimpers escaping his lips. Shit, he couldn’t show Lalna how weak he was for him, but it seemed impossible at this stage.
It feels like it has been an age, old friend. Apologies for my absence, I do not doubt how bereaved you must have been.
Bereaved? You’re giving yourself too much credit there, Rythian
Control, it was something that Lalna constantly craved but also something he wanted to give up. It was a strange contrast but right then he knew what he wanted. Control, power, he wanted to hold it all over the mage, that never seemed to change.
He moaned quietly at the feel of the man’s tongue, his grip in Rythian’s hair tightening when he tried to pull away. He didn’t want him to pull away but Lalna wasn’t quite ready to admit that out loud.
“Shut up” it was a dreadful reply but he didn’t care, pulling Rythian back in and nipping at his lips as he kissed him. Damn this man, Lalna hated the control he knew the mage had over him.
“Such a wordsmith, Lalna, Your silver tongue knows no boundaries!”
Oh, he loved toying with the scientist. Simply adored it. His fingers ran over Lalna’s cheeks, clutching them tightly as his lips crashed repeatedly against the blonde’s, gasping in between the kisses. He wanted more, he craved more...
Hands scrambling at Lalna’s coat, Rythian began to push it off him eagerly, moving his hungry kisses down to the man’s neck, small bites occupying the sparce seconds in between them.
You nerd, of course your Nano is remembered. Your sassy lady in red is seriously irreplaceable just like you Jekyll. It's been so cool to see you back.
/ Fffffffff you fuckin sweetie
/ okay I might reprise Nano. I keep seeing her referenced in posts and just... thank you. I didn't realize she had a presence worthy of remembering this far along. /
(Have a work selfie for munday! Working in cex is going to make me so fat I stg they just fuck snacks at us)
Dear friend, it has been too long. How have you been?
ryTHIAN!!! HOLY PISS MAN WHERE YA BEEN!?!?
[clings to]
I hope so man… I mean, I’ve been tryin… things got really tense uh, I dunno if you were really around for it but some shit went down between me and Xeph… we’re workin hard to patch it up though. And Ridge and Sips kinda ironed out their differences I think!! So maybe once this [waves hand vaguely] whatever blows over we’ll be better than we ever were yanno!
And yeah man, same. I really missed you. We had some good times [smirk and eyebrow waggle] It’ll be nice to have you around again…
“That does not sound pleasant, friend, you have my sympathy. These situations are not exactly my strong point but I do hope everything goes back to normal.”
Rythian visibly blushed at the mention of said “good times” before giving a small laugh. It was true, and it had been too long since he’s been in such company. This was... nice. He took another sip of the whiskey before nudging his friend back.
It feels like it has been an age, old friend. Apologies for my absence, I do not doubt how bereaved you must have been.
Bereaved? You’re giving yourself too much credit there, Rythian
His fingers slid into Rythian’s hair as the kiss deepened, a small hum mingling into it as he pulled the mage in closer and down so that he could have better control over the kiss. There kisses were never all that soft, they were instead harsh and fierce, but the press of his lips held a hint of gentleness they didn’t normally possess. It was his way of saying that, yes, he did miss Rythian even if he wasn’t fully willing to say so in words.
Rythian was happy to hand over the control. It really was a double edged sword in their case. Rythian knew he possessed much better emotional control over the situation, was able to remain calm and collected, whereas Lalna would not be so. Lalna had the physical advantage, it was a balance that worked for them.
Groaning softly, the mage teased his tongue against the blonde’s lips, just enough to push him that little bit further.
“Miss me, Lalna? So eager!”
Rythian? Holy /shit./
Honestly, I do not understand you people and your fascination with such fecal terms.
Fourth person I have spoken to today, fourth swear I have heard. Censor yourself, Xephos!
… It is good to see you, though. Truly.
I’m sorry, I don’t have the time OR energy to fucking censor myself, Ryth. I’ll make it up to you some other time, promise.
But it it really good to have you back. You’ve been missed, friend.
-wriggles uncomfortably-
... I... suppose.
Tup has let me know things around here have been... tense, to say the least? Apparently you have not been the most social butterfly. Is there something the matter, Xephos?
