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If we’re mutuals, send 🎂 and I’ll make you a treat! / @amutucry ( click for higher quality !! )
[ @amutucry / sc. ]
“ theo , darling , ” he chirps , “ you won’t believe the exquisite wine i got my hands on today . . . a gift !! ”
@amutucry { Mika } // Cora;
It didn’t take her long to figure it out, how easy it was to ensure their comfort by simply holding their hand or being affectionate-- why that was. Certainly, she of all people could understand the gravity of contact and how much it truly mattered. So she’d immediately went about ushering them to the nearest place that was without people at all, finding it to be easier on them if there was nothing to bombard them, and settled down in the most comfortable sunlit patch in order to give them some proper care. Her wings outstretched to lay around the other, arms tightly but gently keeping them closely tucked against her small frame as she nuzzled their cheek and simply cuddled them like this for a long while before even piping up. “Y’ okay, Mika?” Something she would ask every time.
Being in that place, certainly it couldn’t have been easy even if time had flowed the same. Isolation was never easy to begin with. “Don’ worry ‘bout a thing, I got ch’. Esteu a salvo.”
@amutucry ordered a iced mocha
“ alright . . . remind me again what you can and cannot eat . . . ” junha asks , scratching the back of his head . he’s not used to cooking for two , nor was he used to cooking for others ( the cafe served simple sandwiches and desserts , which was manageable , but this was a MEAL , not a small snack ) .
@amutucry said (inbox):
"Make yourself at home; there is iced tea in the fridge and I made some fruit tarts earlier." Not going to make a move to cover himself, only wearing boxer briefs, though in his defense it was too bloody hot out - more than the witch wanted to handle. "What do I owe the pleasure this time?"
OHOHO! THEO KNEW HOW to please! Iced tea and fruit tarts too? He should reward the other for being such an excellent host. Making his way over to the fridge, he would say more after he opened it and pulled out the pitcher to pour himself some. ❝I simply came to see how you were doing on this wonderful day.❞ The temperature hardly bothered him. What was considered stifling for those that lived here was a pleasant afternoon for a pharaoh. There were days when he was back home in Egypt that he did not even want to step out of the comfort coolness of the palace. Not even sitting within the shaded garden, a favored spot of his, would cross his mind when the sun was beating down that viciously. Helping himself to some tarts, he happily took a bite out of one, humming with pleasure at how sweet the taste was. There was surely nothing better than this to eat on a day like this one!
Now that he had a moment to enjoy himself, it was then that he really took in Theo's appearance. Was the other just wearing boxers? ❝Hah, seems you have become quite comfortable in my presence if you are not going to scramble to throw on a shirt at least.❞ He laughed once more, a bark more than anything. ❝That is a rather good look for you. I can see those intriguing tattoos you wear in full detail.❞ Ah, he would always find such things fascinating. Tattoos in his era were hardly as colorful as these, nor as ornate...not that he saw such things often, mind you.
ℭ𝔬𝔫𝔱. // @amutucry
Rozu felt the familiar feeling of an otherworldly form WRAP his sides. A pleasant Shiver following his spine as his feet guided him closer to the other. ❛ How unfair. ❜ The incubus whined. ❛ You know I get lonely when you disappear. ❜ He sighed softly, breath escaping parted lips, ❛ I can only imagine all the fun you've had without me. ❜ He finds himself leaning into the touch, his gauntlet covered hands coming to twist a thrindle of loose hair.
@amutucry (Theo)
They had seen each other in the company of demons, good or bad—a truth undeniable, revealed by nothing more than naked eyes. V thought he should have rescued a man from certain doom, but... Well, it was curiosity instead that clawed at the warlock’s brain ever since then. He burned to know, to learn, to inquire—and so he would. “I’d like to know, and I hope this isn’t presumptuous of me, but...that demon you’d subdued—I want to know how. You weren’t afraid. You knew what you were doing,” it’s enunciated calmly, V’s tone more of wonder than one of accusation. “Only the skilled, or the foolhardy, would ever attempt it. Of the two, which are you?” In his usual garb he watched for his answer, granting his cane a reprieve in the interim as the stem rested within the possession of a gloved palm. Familiars ever watchful were hidden from view, spying from upon a canvas of flesh. V did not intend to play the fool; his question searched for a guarantee to the suspicion roused, the suggestion teased: a kindred spirit!
What’s that saying...? It takes one to know one?
There were others like V out there, after all; this he knew, of course, but isolation barred him from exposure. Now that he’d met such a man who possessed some uncanny power over the infernal, the peridot in his eyes shined. He’d simply never had an opportunity like this. But should he be proven wrong, he’d accept that. Some people were quite used to making asses out of themselves.
The bath was made for him, deeper than what would be safe for the other, but it did not stop Kozath from inviting the hound to join him - head partially submerged so that he would have a safe spot to relax.
it wasn’t often that the canine had a companion to take him up on the offer of a lava bath --- or better yet, to have it offered to him instead. it was even more uncommon for said companion to be so massive that the hellhound was only about the same size as the dragon’s eye. as he walked along his spine, it could so easily be mistaken for a simple rocky landscape; he could swim through the thick, searing liquid, but the inability to reach the very bottom without having to submerge himself completely was the very opposite of relaxation; and he couldn’t breathe like that, either.
as he’d reached the dragon’s snout, he’d braced himself when it felt like the very earth itself was shifting, until it was only kozath’s eyes and nostrils still poking out. it ensured that the canine himself could lay down and have the lava pooling around himself, half of his own, volcanic frame soaking within. a soft chuff escaped him in gratitude, with a paw idly drifting back and forth. // @amutucry. unprompted.