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"Rather unlike anything I can admit to having seen in any earlier hours of mine," he tells him through the part in his smile and the sweep of both hands taken through the tide of the other man's hair. "It makes for a marvellous image, that much can be said with an absence of any doubt."

In reply to the touch of the other’s fingers to his hair, drawing out through his curls, the male had curled a single corner of his lips in distaste, eyes narrowing vaguely as they set their gaze firmly upon the other, although beyond this there came no action to prevent the touch to the silken strands that spun themselves down to his waist, while his voice slipped his lips, spilling across sharp tongue that spoke between sharper teeth still.

"Unlike anything you have seen, perhaps; although I do believe that it is common courtesy to ask before touching another.”

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S h e l t e r ~

The first step was the hardest, and he knew it all too well. Not literally, not anymore. He had arrived at his destination, but boy he found it hard to leave bed that morning... the date had always been carefully market in each new calendar even though he wasn't necessary -he had the number of day and month carved inside his soul like nothing else- but to see it that morning made his heart sink with agony. The first step was the hardest, but his very first one had been taken too many years ago... and it was still hard to continue walking sometimes.

Taking a deep breathe -as to take it all in, he was here again!-, Tsuzuki decided to put away the bitter thoughts and face the day with optimism and a pure smile. The holy building erected before him was still the same he'd always remember, not one single thing had been changed, and he couldn't help but feel thankful for that.

Entering, that strange sensation of both peace and war woke up in him, and to say he wasn't alright was an understatement... if people could only look the insides of his brain at that moment, they'd be quite shocked. Maybe he should take it slow, he'd think to himself as he sat in the nearest bench and closed his eyes while hanging his head, skin pale and sweaty as if he was running a fever, the roar of his fears and memories never sounding outside of him.

#edenofintemperance #tried to make it as short as possible owo/#hopefully it's decent enough!

Ghost, Fury, Witch

Ghost; Do you have any regrets?

"My only regret in life is the acceptance of my largest role— It seems that no one is capable of seeing past it, even when all this time has passed since…"

Fury; What is a word/phrase that you dread to hear?

"The only word that comes to mind is ‘due’. Usually it seems rare to hear it unless you are being reminded of something that is actually past due. The word itself seems to bring nothing but concerns, don’t you think so?”

Witch; If you could change one thing about the world, what would it be?

"In all honesty, if I could only choose one thing, it would be the way that people view each other— Rather than having an instant judgement, or a lasting one, I personally believe it would be far better if views and judgements were more flexible— If they could be changed in time as a person themselves changes. One judgement, no matter how strong, it’s not always guaranteed to last no matter beliefs. People do indeed change, after all…"

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And he knows precisely what it is that Kain wants-- He knows it so clearly in fact, that he can't fight a smirk away from indigo lips that had taken to a press at the nape of his other's neck. Of course, he'll not give Kain what he wishes for just yet, no matter how tempting that sweet utterance of his name at the other's tongue had been.

Instead, he'll grant a hum, granting angle enough to his own waist that he might encourage those hands to hold tighter to his robes. He'll sigh against the strands of black hanging at Kain's nape when his lips draw back from their kiss. He'll open his eyes just barely enough that he might peek his other's expression from beneath lashes, and oh what a sight he is.

"I knew already that you enjoy this, but oh what a sweet tone you have for me tonight..." The Count's words are barely audible-- Almost as if he fears breaking what power he holds in the position. He'd never know how temporary it was to be, after all. And yet, finally he'll grant Kain exactly what he knows he wishes for--

His hands draw tighter still against silken ribbon, until he can see the strain taking it's toll upon the silk itself, stressing it's hems into veins of its own. The Count's fingers twist at this, until he may fold his fingers flat across Kain's shoulder without granting even the faintest of slackening-- He intends upon having this last as long as he is able.

A smile.

"Speak my name again-- Let me hear you struggle..."

#edenofintemperance #THE MAGIC OF RIBBONS

He touches him like he's in love with the line of his pulse and the pale peering up into his throat, and perhaps that was never much of a mystery to begin with. He loves him a little more for the lifetime of every warble of blood warming up against a thumb that glances into the arch of his neck, and he kisses it once, twice, three times until there's a strip of something bright as daybreak twisted into a bow at the base of D's throat. "It wouldn't be a day I'd dare to spend with your absence."

A sigh leaves D’s lips the moment that he feels his other’s fingers at his skin— that same sigh dipping it’s way to the faintest of shivers at those kisses that came to follow. He’ll not voice a single complaint to any of this, for he has none, instead voicing approval in a single hum that hovered at the tip of his tongue for perhaps a moment longer than he would have wished, had he been in full control of such a murmur. However, he was not. Not with Kain at his throat, with his lips tracing skin while fingers drew ribbons into a bow that hung it’s loops and tails at his clavicle."Daresay I’d not wish otherwise myself…"

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"I am unhappy with any seat otherwise." And it's as simple as that. It only makes sense. It's all the explanation he needs to admit when me makes himself at home in the cradle of his company's lap, hides a sigh with the sound of his pulse beating in the base of the other body's throat. And he kisses it once, twice, three times until he tastes a smile that can't keep itself quiet, touches the crease in his company's jaw. "Humour this man and his poor, spent body, yes?"

And Kain will hear no complain to the contrary from Tsuzuki. The owner merely sets his drinks to the side to ensure that it doesn’t wind up on the floor and occupies his hands around the lower slope of Kain’s back. (They fit perfect there, in the natural arch of the bartenders spine. This is a position that Tsuzuki quite enjoys, if he’s to be truthful.) He tips his head back, just slightly, with a dreary sigh that bleeds of his lips, heavy with contentment. There’s a laugh upon the edge of his breath a smile dancing over his mouth. "I wouldn’t have it any other way, truth be told." But Tsuzuki turns loving gaze over his pariah, and presses a kiss unto his brow. With gentle hands to guide him, he pulls the bartender until he’s laying more comfortably, with his head rested upon the crook of his shoulder and neck, and fingers twined into his hair. "But if you’re so spent, let me take care of you." (And fingers spider up his spine, into the nape of his hair. play with the delicate skin there, the fine strands. They are alone in the late hours of night and the early hours of morning and Tsuzuki relishes in the little time.)

#;;threads #hnnnn #;;save #these two are killing me #edenofintemperance

"Do you play poker, by chance?" Because it strikes him he's never asked and well, all they ever do is sit around and drink tea and coffee and eat cake and soup--

#;;chats #GIVES UP ON FINDING A FC FOR THE MOMENT TBH #edenofintemperance

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