sunlight; shadow

a black suit to steal this night {indie oc; multiverse, multi muse, multiship}

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lcsientc‌:

Another kiss and he’s just melting in his embrace. He wouldn’t know if his moans are that pretty.

His eyes watch Sunny, raising an eyebrow when he tugs his shirt over his head and his eyes follow the motion all the way back down. Clearly, Sunny’s experienced. Baely however, is not. Still, he’s doing his absolute best and grasping where he can, his hands now feeling their way across his skin as he feels Sunny’s hands on his own skin. It makes him shudder, small noises leaving his lips and swallowed up by Sunny’s kisses.

Sunny exhales softly after he breaks the kiss, looking down at Baely with a slow grin, raising his brows. “Oh, yeah,” he breathes, “Your moans are so pretty.” 

He steals another kiss and opens Baely’s legs gently, settling against him. He moves his hips slowly, making a soft noise of his own when those long fingers skim down his spine. The touch is so light, almost uncertain - it makes him wonder.

Sunny lifts his head and watches Baely. He reaches up to brush a bit of hair out of his eyes, and he asks softly, “Are you - have you done this before?”

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lcsientc‌:

He kneels in front of her, ever so gently resting large palms on her knees. “You need to breathe. Just because you’re dead doesn’t mean you can’t have an anxiety attack.”

The word dead catches her attention and she can’t help it, she sobs. Saemi presses her hands tightly to her face, trying to control her breathing. She doesn’t want Duri to see her as weak, but... God, her entire life has changed in the blink of an eye. When she moves her hands, she peeks up at Duri with round, wet, sad eyes, drawing in a slow breath.

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kiiteiru‌:

Her father beamed at her compliance, placing a hand on her back. “I’m trusting you with my daughter’s life. I hope you understand that if anything happens to her, you’ll be included in the blame.”

“Father, nothing is going to happen.” She hissed before turning back towards Sunny. “Yes, lets; if you’d like to come sit?” Her hand reached to touch his, but she pulled it back on second thought. Instead she moved to a set of chairs and tables, sitting down on the closest stool with her legs crossed. 

“I don’t have much of a schedule. I wake up with the sun, get dressed, eat, then unless my sister wants me I… I relax; read mainly, paint too. Lunch is at noon, tea at three, dinner at sunset. I don’t usually go to the balls or evening activities. Bedtime is well… whenever I feel like it.”

Sunny nodded to the king, his face somber and serious. “I understand, Your Majesty,” he assured him. “If I’m doing my job right, then no harm will ever come to the princess.”

He followed Luna to the table and pulled her chair out for her, then sat in the one across from her once she was seated. The outline of the schedule was committed to memory. It was surprising that Luna didn’t do much, but he would save that observation for later. Right now, it was best to get the formalities out of the way. 

“Understood,” Sunny said. He clasped his hands on the table. “I’m not the nosy type, so while I will be around constantly, I won’t need to know every single detail of what you’re doing. And I prefer to be at least friendly with my clients, it makes the constant presence thing much easier.”

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lcsientc‌:

He is a pretty big talker, but Baely had wanted this. Just from the moment he walked in, something had called to him and he couldn’t put a single finger on it. It takes him a second when Sunny kisses him, his mind processing that this is literally his first kiss and hey, not bad. 

Sunny. It fits him. The name just fits him. He’s barely known this guy thirty minutes and he feels like he’s known him a lifetime. “Baely.” He murmurs against his lips, his fingers curled in the front of this guy’s shirt with the intention of tugging him in. “Baely Song. So you know who you’re fucking.”

He hums softly, stealing another kiss. “Baely Song. Song better mean your moans are pretty.” He glances down at Baely’s hands and grins. Just as eager as he is, that’s good. 

Standing, Sunny tugs his shirt up and off, tossing it to the floor. He smirks at the way Baely’s eyes darken, his gaze drinking him in. It spikes the arousal in his blood. Something about those eyes pull him in, make him want to hide Baely away just for himself. He dives back in, easing Baely back onto the couch, and kisses him once more, his hands sliding under his shirt.

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                                                                                                      ❝  ― i teach a college course while still working on my doctorate, grading papers half the night then writing my thesis the other half, you think i have time for fashion? i’m comfortable and that’s all i need. ❞

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“Just because you’re a teacher and a student doesn’t mean you can’t be cute while being practical. It is possible, you know.”

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sharkapologlst‌:

    “ or bring a bunch of dog’s to do the work for you. it’s a thought– for NEXT time. ”    he glances over at the duffle, trying to get a look at Sunny’s loot. “ huh; he would like dolphin’s; they’re kinda the bastards of the sea… ” it sounds like the thief had a good time in there; it was almost a shame he couldn’t join him. ( although it was really for the best that Tida stayed in the car– didn’t give Sunny any other horrible idea’s. ) “ I would have broken some stuff; just for fun. ”     but aside from randomized chaos, there might be even more fun to be had. “ I wonder if you can find anything interesting on his MacBook. ‘stuff he wouldn’t want people to see… ” 

He digs through the duffle curiously. Now that he’s out of the rush of the heist, he can look at what he swiped; being in the house didn’t give him time to examine everything. Raising a brow, he pulls a tiny octopus figurine and shows it to Tida. “That’s cute.”

Sunny looks up at the mention of the Mac, raising both brows with a small gasp. “Oh, you really think so?” he asks quietly, voice growing excited. “Oh, my God, that would be the best! Could you imagine the embarrassing shit we could expose?!”

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awkqz‌:

minki kept his gaze down, not bothering to meet sunny’s, though when he heard his voice, he lifted his head but he never lifted his gaze.  well, not until sunny pulled him into his arms;  there was a bit of a struggle because he was beating himself up about the whole thing, though it didn’t take long until his whole frame slumped in sunny’s arms and he slowly wrapped his arms around sunny’s waist.  then he pressed his face into sunny’s shoulders and normally, he could hold himself well and keep his emotions in check but this….his emotions just burst right through and he couldn’t help but sob quietly and grip onto the back of his hyung’s shirt tightly.   ❝ i k-killed him. ❞   he whimpered lightly.   ❝ i’m a m-murderer. ❞

“No. No, you are not.” He countered the accusation immediately, verbally rejecting it. His Minki was the furthest thing from a murderer.

Sunny knew thy were being watched, knew Minki’s mother had her eyes on them, but right now, his first priority was was comforting his friend. He pulled back enough to take Minki’s face in his hands. “It was self defense,” he murmured, watching his friend. “You were protecting your mother. Had you not intervened, he could have killed her. That is not murder, Minki.”

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lcsientc‌:

“I think you understand me when I say that I made my money working hard too. My line of work simply has more of a cyber connection.” He raises an eyebrow, looking Sunny dead in the eyes. 

“Then do it. I’m not stopping you, handsome.” He smirks. “Bedroom’s down the hall, just depends how desperate you are to fuck me senseless.”

That’s what he was waiting for. Sunny shifts off of the table and reaches for him, this total stranger, this potential enemy, grabs his face, and kisses him.

It’s slow, his mouth moving against the other’s, his tongue sliding teasingly along his lower lip. His lips are soft and instantly he finds himself wanting more. “I’m Sunny,” he murmurs when he pulls away, eyes bright, “Just in case you were wondering who’s name you’ll be screaming.”

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lovesonfire‌:

                        it was a bit childish to ask for such a thing. she knew that but did she care ? she learned not to from her parents — being the daughter of the chosen one, you learn from the first day that what others think of you doesn’t matter at all.   ❝   oh, yes ! a cheeseburger with only cheese pleaseeee ! apple slices too !   ❞   she must have sounded like a little kid but in a way, she was. one at heart, that was.   ❝   are you going to eat, too ?   ❞  

Sunny raised his brows, then smiled. “Uh, yeah, I will. I’ll be right back.” He patted the girl’s shoulder and headed to the counter. It took a bit of convincing to get the cashier to put in an order for a cheesburger with no burger, but he got it eventually, along with the apple slices, and his fries. Once he had the drinks as well, Sunny returned to their table.

“Here you go!” He sat down and distributed the food. “Hope Coke is okay, if not, I’ll get you something else.” As he passed the food out, he waved in greeting. “I’m Sunny, by the way.”

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kiiteiru‌:

Luna fiddled with the tassel on her gloves as her father went over the rules regarding how she was to act around this bodyguard. No duping him into letting her escape, no bribes, nothing. The way he talked made it sound like she was some rebellious teen. In reality, the rebellious teen was Jinri, her sister. But Jinri didn’t have the same… Affliction Luna had. She could get away with murder in Luna’s eyes. However Luna was stuck in her wing of the grounds, so she couldn’t get away with anything as little as stealing a piece of cake from the kitchen. 

This bodyguard better be prepared. 

Oh, here he came. She watched him, assessing him as a first impression. He was dashing, as some people would say. Maybe they could get along. She bowed her head in response to his greeting. 

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” her father interjected before she could say anything. “Your reputation has been quite the admirable plus to your candidacy. Luna,” she had been staring at Sunny long enough that she had to shake herself out of it to look at her father. “What do you think?”

“I think I can try to work with him.”

Immediately he took note of the dynamic between the king and the princess. He assessed the princess’ body language, the way she reacted to not being allowed to speak for herself. Tension was present, that much was sure. It gave him an idea of what to expect with her.

Her response was interesting.

Sunny raised his brows, his smile slow and amused. Nodding, he clasped his hands before himself. “I’m sure we’ll get along just fine,” he returned. 

He nodded to Luna, opening a hand. “Would you like to go over your schedule? Your routines?” The first bit of business here, now that he had seen a bit of what she dealt with, was to offer some sort of agency. 

And he was very aware of the king’s eyes on him - his own assessment underway. It wouldn’t change his plans.

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frostbvte‌:

⸻ HIS BROWS KNIT IN SURPRISE AT THE OTHER’S WORDS. “What do you—” he stumbled in his words, unable to finish the question. It felt surprising to think that Sunny wouldn’t have friends. He seemed so trustworthy and dependent to Jaehee. Then again, many people had their own circumstances that created the personas that they carry with them and perhaps there was something that created that sad invisible wall between Sunny and his surroundings that made him a surprising loner.

It felt nice to have someone listen to him the way the elder did. They sat there, comfortable and Jaehee could speak his mind freely while the hot water poured into his body, making his blood rush. “Yeah, pit vipers. I mean, we’re not gonna get them probably, it’s a little too cold for them at the moment but then again, I’m very lucky with animals.” He winked at Sunny, leaning forward on his elbows. “You know, I was once bitten by a viper when I was a kid. It was back at home, in France. My parents took me out to the woods and, of course, I found a little snake and played with it but then I must’ve squeezed it too hard or something cause it turned and bit me. I remember hot pain and then I’m pretty sure I screamed and fainted cause my parents got me to a hospital, I was uhh… ‘rescued’ apparently.”

That experience didn’t really teach him much though, only got him more curious of dangerous animals and that fascination stayed with him up till now. “I have a photo album at home—yeah, I know, that’s super oldschool—and it’s filled with photos I took of snakes, raccoons, squirrels… you know, all the forest critters I found in the wild. I even take photos of beetles and the likes. I write down where I found them and so on. I kinda have my own little encyclopedia of local fauna. Truth be told, that’s the best thing here in Korea for me, you know?” He confessed suddenly to the elder. “Like… at least I got to start another chapter of my encyclopedia cause I’m in a completely new environment!”

Sunny listened to Jaehee with interest - with a smile. He genuinely enjoyed the other’s enthusiasm; most of those he interacted with had had the life sucked out of them by the world they lived in, the circumstances they’d been more or less forced into.

Jaehee, though, appeared to see the world differently. He could detect a touch of sheepishness, a bit of awkwardness, but that was okay. It didn’t stop the kid from talking about his passions, and it was contagious.

Sunny sipped his drink carefully, exhaling after the heat rolled down his body. It spread through him with a pleasant tingle. “No, I think it’s cool,” he insisted. “It’s something my dad liked.” He hummed thoughtfully and nodded. “I was born here, but raised essentially in the country. Moving to the city was a wild transition, so I get that, a little. It was nice to find things to be excited about.”

Propping his elbows on the table, Sunny gave Jaehee a smile. “How much do you have in your encyclopedia already? We can go out and find a whole lot!”

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lcsientc‌:

He watches as Zelda rolls her eyes. “I’m going to go to the internet cafe, have fun flirting.” She rolls her eyes and Baely narrows them at her as she leaves before turning back to Sunny.

“Now why would I do that. You stole my pizza, threatened me with that gun in your pants, and now you’re flirting with me. If you wanted to fuck me, could just say it.”

Sunny stands when Zelda does, bowing a bit as she leaves. He may be a thief, but his mother raised him with manners. When Zelda is gone, he sits back down and leans back on the table, raising his brows at Baely. 

“All of which I did,” he points out, “Because you were trying to steal my money. Money I’ve stolen, but worked hard for regardless.” His grin returns and he leans forward, closer to the other. “I want to fuck you,” he says softly, bluntly. “Your bed, mine, your couch, mine, the floor, I don’t care where.”

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lcsientc‌:

He raises an eyebrow, some sort of amusement fluttering in his eyes. Oh, this one’s so funny. And so attractive. Very interesting. Smiling a bit, he leans forward, almost testy. “I’ll send Zelda over to check it to make sure it’s exactly what we need. I am not moving my entire rig unless it’s possible.” 

“Though,” He leans forward, blinking a few times. “I am incredibly interested in that special tour.”

“Fair.” Sunny opens his hands in gesture of neutrality. “Zelda can come by any time she likes and test out my worth.” He glances at the girl, assuming she’s Zelda, and winks at her.

His attention returns to the hacker. He loves the look in his eyes, and that smile is gorgeous. He finds himself itching to undress him and find out what he’s like when he unravels. “You could give me a special tour first,” he suggests, “Since I’m here.”