#devilishalraune

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@devilishalraune from (x)

Sylphid was happy to see that Queen's behavior towards him had changed a bit, he hadn't moved right away and remained where he was instead. Now.. could he do what he planned to do? Probably, but only the though of it made his heart race. For once he caugh himself wondering if he should really do that, there was the possibility that Queen would react bad. That he would maybe be offended and that the Basilisk was overstepping.

Slowly he approached the other, inhaling deeply to keep himself calm and try to stead his fast beating heart. He could smell the german's scent now, all so calming and somewhat sweet, certainly something he appreciated. It somehow made him more courageous to approach the other.

Now inches away, one hand was placed on Queen's chin, holding and lifting it a bit. Thankfully their height difference wasn't so big but still he leaned a bit to get even closer.

Could the other tell how fast his heart was beating? Could he hear the pumping sound now that they were so close?

"Happy birthday." Sylphid whispered before gently placing his lips on Queen's, kissing him.

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@devilishalraune

He has already guess what the answer of his question would be but still, he had to ask. “A kiss... where exactly?”

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@devilishalraune from (x)

The Basilsk could barely believe that Queen thought he would be so easily forgiven for what he had done. He thought the Alraune would be smarter than that, or at least enough to compreend that what he wanted to accomplish would have come with a great price, so to speak. Sure, he was now immune to the deadly and feared poison that surrounded the bearer of the Basilisk surplice but what would be the point if for that he had to sacrifice Sylphid's trust? He would never allow him to come close again.

Could be possible that he didn't understand the weigh that what he had done was too heavy on Sylphid's shoulders? He usually didn't care about hurting others, when around most specters he kept his distance mostly to avoid problems and to make sure that if they were weak, it wouldn't be because of him.

But when it came to the few specter he actually cared about...he kept his distance because he didn't want to hurt them. Surely, he knew they would come back no matter what but that didn't mean that inflicting such a painful and slow death to them was pleasant to the Basilisk. He didn't want them to suffer because of him, he wanted nothing more to see them healthy (at least as healthy as a Specter could get at least). And being obligated to watch Queen, of all specters, die over and over again, being obviously in pain and suffering was too much for him.

Sylphid never cared about how his enemies died, they surely deserved all that pain for being against Hades, or even his own master, but the Alraune? Certainly didn't deserve that.

And what hurted him the most was the fact that Queen didn't seem to get it. For him, it was like it was something needed and was no big deal but... how could he trust the other to not pull this kind of thing again? How could he be sure that he wouldn't be lured by that flower's trap again?

All he could do now was send him away, make sure he would have time to put his thoughts in place and figure out how he felt about all that. Sylphid's posture was tense and his face provided of any emotion, the only thing that actually showed how upset he was feeling were the tears slowly accumurating by the corners of his eyes. He wouldn't let them roll down, never had the Basilisk cried in front of anyone and that wasn't going to change now. He turned his back to Queen before he spoke.

"I don't want to hear it." His voice was heavy and serious. It seemed like he was going to say more, oh how he knew how to push away people he cared about. How good he was at knowing exactly what to say. "You are pathetic if you thought this would change anything." And how his heart ached for saying those words, but he wanted to make sure he would be left alone for some time. It was for his and Queen’s own good.

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@devilishalraune​ / @meitoshi​ continued from (x)

How did Queen manage to talk him into that was still uncertain. There were so many things that could go wrong with that alone but alas, there they were. He had been talking into allowing the other to get away too close to him and was already wondering if he could turn back on that without hurting Queen’s feelings.

The Basilisk sat down, taking his time to get confortable before giving a signal for Queen to come. He was thankful that the other was being cautious about approaching him. He understood the problem or at least how reluctant Sylphid was about all that.

His eyes on fixed on the other, like a snake would look at it’s pray, seeing every movement, every breath. If Queen showed even a sligh sign that he wasn’t being able to handle the poison, he would be the first to step away. Even when he couldn’t see him, the Sylphid remained tense and alert, paying close attention to the sounds the Alraune would make.

He was so used to be alone and away from everyone that he felt himself get even more tense when Queen leaned against his back. So that was being close to someone, that was how it felt to be near another person. How long had it been since he had done that kind of thing with anyone? More than he’d like to Sylphid couldn’t deny, he liked that sentation. Queen felt warm against him. Actually.. it was quite nice.

Don’t get used to it.

“How are you feeling?” He asked, in the same tone. The Basilisk would never not be worried.

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♢!!! --devilishalraune

@devilishalraune / @meitoshi

nonsexual acts of intimacy --- select from the following for my muse to respond to:

♢ : Forehead or cheek kisses

It was one of those rare times when both Sylphid and Queen had finished their tasks in the Underworld earlier and had headed to the world above to actually spend some time together. He was starting to get used to that again, specially now that they could get somewhat closer, physically speaking.

How upset the Basilisk was when the other specter went so far only to gain immunity to his poison, without a warning, without not even as a word of warning of what he was planning to do. Then again, if they had discussed before hand, Sylphid would have never allowed Queen to go that far, to keep him there for so long. So much pain and suffering had been inflicted on that day.

Not to mention the mental pain of seeing a friend die before his eyes over and over again. That alone had earned a cold shoulder from Sylphid that lasted more than a month. He needed time to heal his the wounds left by that... event and didn't want to look at the other's face for a long time.

But that was all behind them now.

They were now sitting side by side, almost touching each other, and watching the sunset. Just enjoying the end of another day of 'work' in peace, without the gloomy atmosfere that the Underworld had. Not that specters minded it, but it was a good change of scenary every once in a while. Specially when all he saw was the souls and the swirling sand of the prision he guarded.

Being so close was still so weird for him. It was hard not to push the other away, not to fear inflicting him pain by simply being near him. Was that how it felt to be near his comnrads? Was that how it felt to not keep his perhaps exagerated distance all the time? He couldn't tell exactly how he felt about that, it was still a whole new concept to him but it wasn't unpleasant.

Sylphid closed his eyes, enjoying the last rays of sun that were warming his face, and allowing a small smile to appear on his lips. That was nice, definitely pleasant.

And then he felt a pair of lips being gently pressed  against his forehead. He could tell that they belonged to Queen since there was no one else around and he would have known if any stranger had gotten close. The Basilisk froze complely as if he was made of stone. He couldn't move, all muscles were suddently tense. What was he supposed to do? How was he supposed to react to that?!

Cerulean eyes opened slowly, fixing on what he could see of the other specter. "What are you doing?" Was all he managed to ask.

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@devilishalraune continued from (x)

Sylphid signed. He didn’t mean in that way, of course not, he could guess that neither Queen or anyone from the squad would actually feel pity of him. They knew him better than anyone else in the entire world. However, he need to say something to stop him from getting too close.

“I didn’t mean like that. Just… stay where you are, I’m fine.” The Basilisk said, cerulean eyes fixed on Queen. “…. Please.”

[nakazaniye]

“You’re just in time to have your head cut off.”--devilishalraune

Burton Film Sentence Pack.

“And you won’t even offer me a whine before chopping me head off again? Me, who’s so often offering you entertainment, my dear?” The smirk on the Mandrake’s lips was wide, the single eye fixed on Queen’s as he approached the other while removing his helmet. “What did I do this time to deserve such hate?”

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@devilishalraune

“So.... I take you are busy this weekend?”