Sniping the Target

Dylandy RP

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。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    “Why you..!” Neil could hear but not see the fury that was Regene at being so openly dismissed and any moment he knew he would more than likely have that pillow fed to him. However, much to the man’s surprise an attack did not come from above, but underneath him. Kisses were halted when Tieria’s rather pretty little hand came down and whacked him upside the head. Before Neil could do much more than yelp at the sudden sharp pain he was shoved from the side and tumbled rather unceremoniously off the bed.

                   Regene to the rescue, more than likely.

                   The older Innovade quickly helped his twin up and the duo simply glared in the direction of the fallen sniper, all the while their grip on each other’s hands remained unrelenting. There was certainly something to be said for their bond when even a little affection whilst playing hooky with Tieria’s own lover was won over by the presence of his sibling. A strange case of family over relations. It wasn’t long before the two left Neil to pick himself up. Regene took the time helping Tieria dress, something he took a curious level of interest in. Were the two of them regular humans whom adopted the same practices it would have seemed more than a little inappropriate, but because they were Innovades it made it more of a fascinating subject to observe.

                   It also tended to pique the men’s interests when their precious angels shared a tender kiss or two.

    ≼☘≽      

     Neil laid on the floor snickering and rubbing his head for a moment, looking completely unrepentant, eyes mostly for Tieria. Coughing eventually to cut off the noise as he saw them dealing with cloths, he scooted up to lean against the bed, head resting on his own bicep as he watched more from lazing than distinct interest.  At least until they started getting cozy.  “Hey, no fair stealing him for yourself Regene, you hypocrite”  He sat up straight enough to give a vaguely annoyed look at the other Innovade.

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。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    A bare smile smoothed over the others features with Lyle’s words, though it was wholly hidden from view. As always, when being faced with one of those stark yet fundamental reminders that told the two of them that they were different, that they were not the same, Lyle was genuine and comforting. The man didn’t care that his lover wasn’t human, nor did he attempt to treat him as though he were one. He wanted to protect him, yes, but he also wanted to further his development as an Innovade.

                   Regene lightly nuzzled into the soft flesh of Lyle’s neck and thanked him with a little kiss against the pulse point. “Most humans wouldn’t even consider us capable of emulating such emotions, let alone experiencing them.” Regene’s voice was soft, as if not wanting to break the relaxed atmosphere that had begun to build up between them. It helped that Lyle was warm and his lean, muscled body was surprisingly comfortable. The Innovade cuddled just a little closer and rest his head on the man’s shoulder. “But you’re different…”

     ≼☘≽      

    He shivered pleasantly at the kissing, forgoing more petting to squeeze the other as he cuddled close. A light scoff left him despite his attempts to keep it to a smirk. “Most humans are dumb, I thought we established this a long time ago. I’m the smart one, Neil just doesn’t want to admit it.”   He eyed the other where he was settled on his shoulder, blowing out at quick puff of air to ruffle small strands of his aubergine hair were they fell across his face from the face down squirming and quickly tossed his own face in an attempt to look innocent, like he had just been puffing at his own hair.

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。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    While Tieria had mostly snapped out of the lull he’d been brought into by the sweet, savory allure of Neil’s kisses and touch, Regene looked on in complete distaste. He ignored the wide eyed regretful stare of his twin in favor of glaring the human down with narrowed eyes and frowning lips. With arms crossed over his chest he chided the man, fully intent on blaming him for Tieria’s lack of readiness for the day’s events.

                   “Please, like you care about social customs that don’t directly benefit you,” he snapped back in response. Regene really was in a mood this morning, but then again that could be said for any morning involving being awake and alert before dawn. He, like his twin, wasn’t much of a deep sleeper, though he did fair far better on the surface in comparison. Even so, he wasn’t a fan of losing beauty sleep. “We have somewhere to be and instead of allowing Tieria to get ready I come in here and find you taking advantage of the situation. Why am I not surprised?”

     ≼☘≽      

     Neil snuggled closer in defiance of the glare and pissy tone from the other Innovade. He was long since immune to the attempted hostility and unless he was pushed or hauled off, snippy behavior was less than threatening.   He huffed in response, not going to argue with the other male when he had more interesting things to focus on. He drug his hand up in a pressing touch across Tieria’s ribs and shoulder, and tugged one of the pillows from their nest up on its side, blocking out the view of the other Innovade.  He nuzzled against his pulse, kissing softly there and along his jaw, a soft smile tugging at his lips against the other’s skin.

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Mnemophobia

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。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    At first there was no response from the other, not even so much as a glance his way nor a nod of acknowledgement. Tieria continued to stare off towards the bedroom, towards the open door he had ventured out of nearly an hour ago in order to find and confront he who had stolen him. In those long moments of silence there developed a wariness amidst vague and clouded processing. Data which had been exchanged and gathered here this night had done nothing save add to the confusion surrounding this enigmatic, cruel man. It had come to coalesce and in it’s wake came ambiguity accentuated by fear. Tieria Erde was nothing now, nothing but a captured doll meant to serve some purpose unknown. Or perhaps there was no purpose. Perhaps he was simply meant to be, to exist for this man’s whims alone.

                   This thought haunted him as his body finally moved and with slow, weary steps he allowed Lockon to guide him into the bedroom. His thoughts were with Regene as he came to sit at the end of the bed, the very same which he had woken in hours before. Out of the corner of his eye the automaton noted the soft off-white of the pillowcase covering the plush surface which had previously cradled his head was stained by a dry mark of reddish-brown. It was a passive consideration, gone an instance later. He focused on nothing as he settled onto the bed; not Lockons words nor his presence at his side nor the room itself. His eyes drifted towards the window and a ghostly glimmer of interest sparked some form of life within red depths. There was longing in those eyes, a wish unable to be obtained for his will was broken. But there was want.

                   “…Where is this place?” he queried softly, lips barely moving as they parted.

      ≼☘≽      

Neil noticed the passive behavior reasserting itself, the vacant stare as unsettling now as it had been before. Maybe more so since he had seen the glimmers of personality peaking thru. He was exhusted though, mentally more than physically, and couldn't bring himself to try and coax a gentler more genuine response out of the other, just glad he was at least moving on his own. He would save trying to get a better response till after they had both rested.

He had no intention of taking the bed or sharing it for now. It was all for Tieria. He didn't expect he would sleep fitfully himself anyway. He herded the shadow over with as little touching as he could manage. As the other laid out, he hesitated, wondering if there was anything he could say to leave on a better impression. The soft question was not unexpected but he had to grimace at it anyway. "I told you, it's just a personal safe house. It's pretty far from where we were at the party, though."

He sighed, wishing he could give a real answer, but the slimmer male's actions and attempted escapes made that unwise. "You can have the bed, I've got some more stuff to do so will just crash in the living room when I get done. Get some rest okay?"

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。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    For the most part Lyle’s antics were ignored, all other residents of the small apartment otherwise preoccupied. Tieria himself was far more focused on the man who rested atop him, the heat of his body through flannel sweatpants and thin cotton T-shirt, the way his lips felt on his skin. Every bit of it was far more enticing than any other goings on. Even the small collective lines of data which flitted like ghosts across his mind between his link shared with Regene was uninteresting compared to those wandering hands and that greedy, wet mouth.

                   A faint noise of pleasure sounded deep in his throat as the Innovade let his head fall to the side. His cheek burried into the pillow, damp hair tickling at his forehead and jaw added to the sensation of kisses. Lips shuddered with a soft gasp as Neil caught a particularly sensitive spot upon his neck and, keeping in line with his mischievous wiles this morning, proceeded to work with full concentration on that spot.

                   “Tieria!” he heard someone call his name distantly, though he could not determine who. A softer voice, insistent and annoyed. Chemicals shifted in his brain, conflicting. Part of him felt so incredibly good, while the other– “Ti-er-ri-a!!” –was angry. Crimson eyes opened to see his twin standing in the doorway, just feet from their bedside, arms crossed over his chest firmly with his irritation. Looking him over, it appeared that his sibling had already gotten dressed and ready for their outing, and was rather displeased by the turn of events. he blinked in foggy surprise.

                   “Regene…”

      ≼☘≽      

Neil, from his place at Tieria's neck, felt the change in tension, and not for the better. He also heard the wrong name from his innovades lips and huffed against his neck in displeasure. Refusing to give up his win so easily, he defiantly settled more weight against the slimmer aubergine haired male, nuzzling his neck and peering past his chin to give the one in the door an annoyed look. "It's rude to interupt Regene, human social customs and all that. If the cloths are off you shouldn't even knock."

[lacodexgigas]

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。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    This flippancy by no means dulled the feelings of confused embarrassment the Innovade was feeling, for Regene knew Lyle well and this very simple action was one more commonly used in order to passively dismiss the gravity of his own feelings. Lyle was a sentimental man, sensitive and empathetic in spite of his brash outward attitude and crude humor. He also had a tendency to treat his unique lover as though he were delicate, something made fragile due to the fragility of his lovely appearance. No, Regene told himself. This wasn’t just a case of Lyle treating him like some breakable entity - the man knew well the biology of his race and that his lythe, charming little lover was far stronger and more resilient than one could imagine.

                   No, Lyle held no misinformed preconceptions there. It wasn’t anything superficial that drove this need to protect within him; it was love.

                   Yet again there came this concept of which Regene still struggled to comprehend. Love, like any human emotion, was complex and strange and utterly illogical until one looked at it under a microscope. Love created urges to defend another being, to put ones life on the line for them. It was a very understandable for a human, for the need to protect a parent, lover or child was all part of natural selection, an evolutionary way to force lifeforms to further their genes. But then why did something like him, something other, feel the exact same way?

                   Those crimson eyes kept the Irishman’s gaze only momentarily before a firm pout was set upon his face and he gave a great needy groan in frustration. Promptly he buried his head in Lyle’s neck once more.

                   “…I don’t understand…” the Innovade quietly admitted, as if this confession denoted his failure as a lover.

      ≼☘≽         

Lyle could only chuckle again, petting his hair and back to sooth the frustration. He had already said it was okay that he didn't understand. He knew the other was just a bit upset at this answer though. The poor Innovade's natural inclination to learn everything could be so hard on him sometimes. "Hey, listen, I don't know, Neil doesn't know, obviously, but even you and Tieria don't know for sure why you can feel this way. But you do. I KNOW you do. That is all that is important to me."

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[[Continued from  -X-  ]]

。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    The Innovade continued to stare throughout the process, though he did not make any attempts to pull away. He merely watched, those large red eyes observing each and every movement, every gesture, any subtle touch or motion made by this man. Contrary to the strong-armed aggression masqueraded as protection of before, Lockon Stratos was so gentle with him. His hands worked diligently to fold the fabric of the cuffs neatly upwards, only brushing skin whenever necessary. He was patient, calm, and spoke to him as one could a child needing to be soothed. It was comforting. Like this, Tieria could almost forget…

                   The mans answer came in the form of one single slow nod; permission given to continue to care for him as he saw fit. As before, Lockon too in this was kind. His motions were slow and methodical, deliberate as fingers gripped the edges of the too large collar and brought them together, securing them. A moment later those hands came to slip underneath the lengthy strands at his neck, fingers brushing his jaw and the sensitive flesh of his throat.Those hands seemed to cradle his head and for that brief instance Tieria felt a curious compulsion, a bashful yet sincere desire to press his cheek into those palms, if only to feel the warmth.

                   The feeling was lost when in one careful and deliberate motion those hands fanned upwards and outwards, freeing his long hair to hang damp over his frame. It caused the automaton to shiver, for there was loss in the absence of those hands. Those hazy eyes slowly lowered.

      ≼☘≽      

   The nod brought the smile back and the sniper was sure to be deliberate and very projecting in his movements, but as quick as possible, not wanting to press his luck to much.  He couldn’t help the fleeting touches and when the shadow didn’t protest or freak out again, he was running his fingers thru his hair, freeing the aubergine strands from the shirt.  It was gorgeous as it fell around him, but Neil frowned a bit at the shiver. 

   “If it’s going to stay damp that long here, maybe you’d prefer to cut it? We could trim it down to how it was before if you like?  If you want it long, that’s fine, just don’t want you to freeze every time you shower, so it’s an option if you want.”  He pressed himself against the wall of the hall and motioned toward the open bed room door.  “For now though, let’s get you some sleep huh? You can take the bed.”  

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。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    This playful teasing of his, little kisses and soft, loving touches were easily reciprocated by the Innovade, who returned them in kind. Little nuzzles and tender motions of lips on lips, cheeks, throats; all of this soon bloomed into a gentle wealth of warm affection and Tieria was guided to lay with his sniper. There was only an instance of hesitation, one which lasted no more than a second. Knees brought together tight as he was guided to the bed below, legs curled just so, just enough to hide the part of him he was most anxious over.

                   This shyness didn’t last, for eyes upon a single oculus brought calm which dissolved any tension between them and with this, Tieria relaxed. Their kisses began anew, arms embracing while fingertips traced over the firm curves of bone and ripples of muscle. Gone were protests from the smaller one, the insistence that they needed prepare for departure. All there was here was two people and warmth spread between them in defiance of the icy winter chill outside. Ignored were the sounds from beyond the room, the footsteps down the wall, the bathroom door closing and the complaints behind it of cold water. All there was were Tieria, Neil and their own little world.

       ≼☘≽      

     Neil’s smile stayed warm and caring as he encouraged the other to relax with him.  The lack of protest and the returned caresses had him nuzzling and curling as close to the other as he could get. It was an feedback loop of pleased and warm and loved. He did have to hide a snicker in the aubergine strands and pale neck at the sound of the water pipes rattling followed by a yelp and vehement cursing. He leaned up and kissed along Tieria’s jaw to reassure him the laughter wasn’t at him and barely kept his weight off the rest of him as he huffed out a pleased noise and nibbled at the skin he could reach.

[lacodexgigas]

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。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    The reply only resulted in the Innovade burying his face deeper into the confines of warm skin and auburn locks. A tiny noise of frustration could be heard and the hands gripping at the sides of Lyle’s shirt tightened their grip of the richly colored fabric. Regene practically squirmed atop him, one knee shifting to slip between Lyle’s own, the other against his outer thigh. Those knees squeezed firmly against his leg, one more little way of being embraced by this confused and fragile being.

                   Eveytually Regene came to settle and he simply lay there a long moment, regaining his composure. The blush upon his cheeks never did fade, leaving an alluring visage for Lyle to enjoy with utmost pleasure. “…Do you really mean that?” the Innovade asked once he felt calm enough to express vocally without added tremble to his soft tone.

       ≼☘≽      

    Lyle just let the other squirm, helping him keep his balance with the gentle squeezing he had started. The soft chuckle at the continued processing failure was derailed with a quick inhale as he tensed up at the leg sliding against his.  He relaxed when all that happened was an full body koala-style cling, dropping another quick kiss to the top of the others head.  Content to enjoy the legitimate snuggling, he shifted his shoulders till the bedding was comfortably bunched and settled.   

    When Regene loosened up a bit from the cling, he tilted his head to catch a glimpse of the blush where his innobae had had too lift his face to speak loud enough to hear.  Stifling the urge to pet the coloration lest the slimmer male go back to hiding, he shrugged his shoulders in the no big deal way Dylandy’s had.  “Of course I did. Your important to me, gotta keep you safe.”

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。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    For that, Neil received a firm yet rather passive shove to the shoulder. “Cut it out,” the Innovade demanded, though he did not act with aggression. His tone firm and lips pillowed in a gentle pout, Tieria was still receptive to touch. A hand came to cup Neil’s cheek, slender fingers dancing elegantly along the sharp curve of the mans jaw. The sensation of morning stubble intrigued the Innovade - men were such odd and fascinating things, what with the balance of hormones in their system producing the distinct differences between the sexes. An endlessly interesting topic for this angelic creature who’s own body had no such characteristics to draw experience from, Tieria enjoyed the opportunity to explore.

                   A tender kiss was pressed to the thick, discolored scar that was once Neil’s sniping eye, another ghosted over his lips. He was being receptive far more easily today. Tieria would blame it on the cold, but perhaps the promise of socialization and the Christmas spirit had softened his callous attitude. Whatever the reason, all that mattered was that he wanted this closeness just as much as his lover.

     ≼☘≽      

    He chuckled at the shove, nodding in relent at the pout, but stilling at the hand along his face. He leaned into the palm there, breath hitching a bit at the kiss to his scar. It always tugged at things he’d rather not reminisce on to have it directly acknowledged. But it was Tieria, so he just settled under the ruby eyes and let him explore as he liked.  He was pleased to just curl up on the comforter and the snappy cloth, dragging and kneading fingers into the slim muscles, pecking at fingers or wrists that got within reach of his lips.

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。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    The man was determined; Tieria would give him that.Most days this type of gentle teasing was as common could be between the two of them, though more often than not Neil would eventually give up and allow him his freedom. Today, however, he seemed adamant to remain close. Perhaps it was the cold, or perhaps the coming seasons holidays. Whatever the case, this affection paired with that sweet look upon that handsome face moved something within Tieria and he found himself quite unable to resist. With a soft sigh of defeat he smiled a quirky, almost cocky little smile, as if he’d won some sort of prize in all this.

                   Sometimes he could be just like his twin.

                   There was a slow shift of weight, slender form twisting just so as to turn into the body cuddled against him. He leaned close and a tender kiss was pressed into the thick curls of auburn. “Fine,” he muttered into Neil’s hair and breathed deeply the musky scent of leather, spring and gunpowder. “Do whatever you want.” Another kiss was given and the Innovade came to rest his body fully against the sniper, seeking warmth in his touch. “The water will be cold now, anyway…”

     ≼☘≽      

   Neil started at the cocky smile, eyes going wide and going very still.  That was an extremely predatory look on Tieria’s face, more so since it was rare.  He didn’t cling, letting his hands rest but not hold when the slimmer males shifted, he wasn’t sure if he was trying to free himself and didn’t want to push to hard.  When the Innovade only cuddled in closer, the sniper hand’s immediately  went back to holding, not to trap but into familiar, well fitted grip of closeness. He hummed happily at the soft pressure of Tieria’s kissing and easily accommodated the soft body shifting closer. He had to chuckle at the wording though, Tieria’s own cockyness calling to his teasing.  

    “Oh, anything? The water will warm back up if we kill some time.  We can even keep your cloths clean” Not like they weren’t all wrinkle to heck, but that had been the point on laying on them.

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。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    What a pretty thing it was, seeing those lovely ruby eyes which were trained on the younger Dylandy twin with such fondness slowly widen so that the dimmed light of the room cast upon them made them appear all the more brighter. How perfectly charming that that once smirking mouth slacked and lips parted as jaw slackened. Regene looked at Lyle in a state of awe, one which only managed to heighten the tender cuteness that lay both within and rested skin deep behind the mask of arrogance and wit. The added bonus of a blush warming the delicate white of his cheeks to a pretty pink was more than enough to satisfy the more sensitive brother.

                   It wasn’t often that one could bring Regene to utter transfixed befuddlement but once achieved it was a glorious thing to behold. It was a look many had seen upon Tieria’s visage countless times, for he tended to let his timid emotions escape his control and wore them for all to view. But Regene was trained, calculating and poised in a manner his younger could never accomplish, as dictated by his model type. But in these rare occasions when this one too would lose that tepid control he would become something that transcended age, transcended humanity. Forever the inexperienced scholar, and so very neophytic in love.

                   “Lyle…” He’d never heard something so genuine directed at him before. Nothing so common and underwhelming, yet deeply and unimaginably profound. Lyle’s words weren’t just a claim of love, but of something true and pure. The Innovade was moved by them. He buried his face in the man’s neck, a small whine coming from the smaller one. He wished to hide away his embarrassment, for he truly had no idea how to respond to something like that.

      ≼☘≽      

     Lyle watched him the emotions cross and overwhelm his innobae’s face.  Only smiling wider at the whine and snuggle, unable to help bringing his arms up around the other in a squeeze and nuzzled his head.  “Yes sweet heart?” He so rarely got such a response and was thoroughly taking advantage.

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。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    The soft frown that had set into Tieria’s features was slow to fade, though over time as he relaxed completely he allowed himself to return Neil’s affection with a bit of his own. It was subtle, hardly more than allowing his weight to rest more against the man’s chest, hands raising to rest atop hands, but it was something. Just enough to show he wasn’t upset, though there was some urgency towards his release as the second continued towards minutes.

                   “I need to get dressed,” he announced, voice far more quiet than he’d meant it to be. The Innovade couldn’t help but become swept up in the feeling of human warmth, skin and strong arms around him. It dampened his senses, made him vulnerable to Neil’s desires and teasing. Pathetically he attempted to make some argument in his favor. “We’re going to be late.” Hardly something to be bothered with on a lazy, cold day such as it was, but Tieria knew he’d have at least some sway in its mention. While the men of the household weren’t the type to concern themselves with casual punctuality, Neil didn’t need to be reminded that this was in fact a ‘holy day’ by their irritated pastor, nor have his ear tugged while he was lectured how he wasn’t raised this way, how disappointed his mother would be, and the like. But if Tieria expected the man to show any real signs of haste afterwards, he was ambitiously naive.

      ≼☘≽      

   Neil lightly jostled the other as he burrowed a bit closer as the tension bleed away, sighing in warm happy tone at the hands over his.  The sound echoed closely with a muted whine of dismissal as he let one of his hands pet the white smooth skin.  “I know we have to....but do we have to? I caught you, I should get a good lengthy snuggle out of it.”  He tilted his head enough to let the one wide sparkly eye peek up at the aubergine framed face, “I’d even let Lyle take the first shower.”

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Mnemophobia

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[[Continued from  -X-  ]]

。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    Tieria continued to eye Neil as he attempted to make his offering more enticing, scrutinizing each and every little gesture with those unfocused, doll-like eyes. His gaze was cautious as his posture, proving that the man was indeed not yet trusted, though after a tense few seconds which seemed to extend far past the time experienced, the Innovade did begin to inch forward once more. In one swift movement a hand shot out from beneath the thin towel to snatch the shirt from Neil’s hand. Those eyes did not leave the man’s own gaze - Tieria was at least aware enough of himself to show suspicion - and slowly he retreated a few meager inches. Enough to make himself comfortable, to convince himself Neil would not follow.

                   He watched the man cautiously a few seconds more, bringing the garment up to observe. Only then, once Tieria felt confident the man would not bother him in any direct way, did he lower his eyes towards the shirt. It was certainly over-sized, a little big even for the man in his midst. It mattered little; he was being given clothing. It was more than he expected. The Innovade tugged the towel which was wrapped around his form from it’s place and let it drop carelessly to the floor. He wasn’t at all concerned by the fact that he was still standing on the hallway, that his captor stood within the same space as he. Tieria’s fingers worked to get the top few buttons of the garment undone, solely focused on his task. It wasn’t long before he had completed his work and Tieria slipped his arms into the sleeves and pulled the shirt over his head. It fell loose over his frame, the fabric hanging down to about mid-thigh.

                   The sleeves were almost comically long, and the Innovade was forced to pointedly free his hands from the confines of the sleeves by pulling the cuffs into the proper place, only to have them flop and engulf the dainty appendages once more as he allowed his arms to lower to rest at his sides. It was awkwardly appealing, this view, and as Tieria looked up at Neil once more with those vacant eyes of his the man’s heart skipped a beat. With the fit of the borrowed clothes and Tieria’s long hair stilled trapped beneath the fabric beyond his collar Neil couldn’t help but feel that Tieria looked so childlike then. Like a kid whom had put on his fathers clothes.

       ≼☘≽       

      Neil just blinked a bit when the other snatched the shirt from him, smile a bit bemused as he let his hand slip into his pocket.  He didn’t mind the intense stare, but when Tieria just whipped off the towel as he had with the dress, Neil had to flicker his eyes up to the ceiling until he saw the sleeves flapping as the auburgine head was wiggled into place.  He had to chuckle a bit, watching the disgruntled look the red eyes gave to the over long sleeves, even as they continued to fail to cooperate, covering his fingers again.

     “Here, let me just...” He lifted his hands and was still gentle and deliberately slow in reaching for the other.  He only reached into his space, keeping as much back as he could and still reach, the hallway already cramped enough that he didn’t want to make the shadow feel more trapped.  He pulled up one arm at a time, tugging the sleeve to lay as flat as he could even as the shoulder seam laid more down the slender arm.  Rolling the fabric tightly up, the folds still fell over the slender knuckles but left his fingers clear. He did this to both arms, trying to look soothing and not pull to aggressively.  

    “Better?”  His own hands hovered hesitantly still even as he let go, Neil eyeing the still open collar, “Do you mind if I just fix that?”  He wasn’t enjoying being stared at like he was going to pounce, but he deserved it.  It was still hard to let it be detrimental to his want to make sure Tieria was warm and safe by his own hand, as much as the touch had to be disconcerting to the other.

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Mnemophobia

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[[Continued from -X-]]

。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    Such an offering hadn’t been expected by the Innovade - Tieria had no idea as to the intentions of this man whom had taken him. Though as he stared up at the other with large, curious eyes fixed, the desire for the item was clear. Tieria was still cold, and with the steamy heat of the bathroom having begun to dissipate he felt the poor temperature of the apartment crawl upwards against his exposed skin. Instinctively he drew the towel draped around his upper body tighter around his shoulders. His eyes turned towards Neil’s own, asking.

                   With a bit of gentle coaxing from the man, his captive slowly emerged fully from the bathroom. The fact that the poor placement of his borrowed towel left his lower half exposed from the curve of hipbones down did not catch Neil’s eye so much as the look in the watchful crimson orbs. They had remained glazed over much of the time since the reunion between the two ill fated comrades, yet here there was recognition. It was bare and lacked the clarity which proceeded Tieria’s failed escape attempt, but there was something there in those eyes. It was much as it was that time during the party, when the two had met under the night sky and Tieria asked him his name.

                   Was this memory returning to the surface? Or merely the desperate mind of a man struggling to cope making such illusions?

                   With the slow shuffle of sluggish feet Tieria drew closer, just enough to step barely within the mans reach. Enough for the Innovade to take the garment if he so desired. Yet he did not reach for it, only continued to stare up at his captor with those curious eyes. It was haunting, that gaze, though none so puzzling as the thoughts going through the Innovades mind just then. This moment, this small show of kindness was familiar. Not the act itself, no, but the implications of it. If he so chose, Lockon Stratos could have left him bloodied and dirty, allowing him to suffer the cold for the evening. Yet he allowed him to wash and was offering him something warmer to wear. Why did this, like so many other minute gestures and actions, trigger such a response within him? Tieria wished he knew. After seeing those images of times before, he could only guess.

        ≼☘≽             

    He kept the smile gentle, happy the shadow was at least still calm enough to respond to his coaxing now.  Noting his eyes seemed to have a spark of emotion that wasn’t there before the shower, he held the flannel out a few moments as the other stopped close enough to grab the shirt, watching him shiver in the hallway.  When the slimmer male only stood there, tugging the towel closer, he glanced down at the shirt,  “I know you’d probably prefer pants,  but I don’t think I have anything small enough that even with a belt would fit. it should hang far enough to not be to embarrassing.”  He shifted to grabbing it with one hand and continued to hold it out even as he rubbed the back of his head with the free one. 

[quantumsnipers]

quantumseraphim:

。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    The Innovade jumped bodily in response and for a brief moment his limbs flailed, unable to decide if they wished to reach for something to steady the sudden loss of balance or swat Neil for his impertinence. In the end neither option was chosen. Instead those arms tightly held the towel Tieria had been using to his chest, and his knees were brought together so fast the sound of bone knocking bone was audible. An attempt to hide away - it was a learned reaction, though one still troubling. While Neil understood that his lover was shy about his body and would always strive to show patience and gentle encouragement in progressing towards comfort with himself, this didn’t mean he wasn’t somewhat hurt.

                   Nearly fifteen years and Tieria still had such a long way to go.

                   But soon enough the slender body of his Innovade began to relax and Tieria allowed his body to rest against Neil’s own. There was a soft, deflating sigh that came with this calm, but Neil would accept it. Even as Tieria chastised him his actions and called him a few choice words, he didn’t mind. Tieria wasn’t griping at him because he was unhappy or unwanting of his touch, but rather quite the opposite. It was just something about his personality that fit; Tieria could be so adorably obstinate.

     ≼☘≽      

     Neil snuggled against the now-relaxed innovade, easily brushing aside the barely caustic  words.  He was petting along his shoulders and upper arm where he was holding Tieria, enjoying the warmth lingering from his shower.  He has a soft smile one his face as he just laid with the other, waiting for him to completely relax or for the shower water to call, which ever came first.

[lacodexgigas]

|| Guardian Angel ||

[quantumsnipers]

quantumseraphim:

。༺ ۩ ༻。─────                    It was strange how something as simple as words could offer such comfort, but when it came to Lyle that was more than enough to quell the other’s worries. While the two of them were fundamentally different, they could appreciate this. Lyle enjoyed his differences. He thought they were in intriguing, even cute. Regene had to smile at that thought and he offered his sharpshooter a tender peck to the tip of his nose.

                   “I like that…” he replied quietly. “I’m glad you don’t have those kinds of expectations of me. Understanding something this complex…” As much as Regene wanted to treat emotions as frivolous and silly things, living with Lyle and the humans aboard the Ptolemy had taught him that emotions were anything but simple. They were all encompassing at times, strange and raw. They could be scary, they could be beautiful, and in an emotional state both Innovades could become vicious monsters or sobbing messes. It was thrilling and frightening and Regene was glad that he had Lyle to teach him what it was to be human.

                   Perhaps this was just one more way Lyle protected him. The Innovade hummed softly in thought. “Hey, Lyle? Why are you so protective of this terminal?” As usual Regene did not shy away from the deep and potentially controversial subjects of discussion. “It doesn’t really matter if it dies. I can just culture a new one.”

     ≼☘≽      

    Lyle’s nose wrinkled in reflex to the kiss even as he smiled. He only hummed an affirmative noise to the other’s comment.  What did one say when they were confronted with a pleased innobae who was happy you didn’t demand their understanding?  Nothing. You hummed and went back to being pounced.

    He tipped his head onto his shoulder with propped eyebrow. Information model indeed. His smile flickered in amusement.  “I know.  And that one would be just as much you. But THIS is you right now. I want to protect everything that is you, replaceable or not.  I won’t let anything hurt you, even temporarily.”