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[Well, if Absinthe decides to take Emet-Selch up on his offer there, a card in BARiTONES number will be in the lobby with a room number. He really didn't expect him to wait in the lobby, did he?
After a gondola ride (yes, a gondala ride --- thanks Imeeji!) he'll arrive at a room that is somewhere between this and this. Think dimly lit, gaudy, and deep shades of timber. And any other furnishing Absinthe would care to have of course!
As for Emet-Selch, he is sitting in a chair reading a book with a glass and bottle of wine resting near him at a side table. He's still in his full suit and tie, but at least he's seemed to have hung up his outer coat.]
After a gondola ride (yes, a gondala ride --- thanks Imeeji!) he'll arrive at a room that is somewhere between this and this. Think dimly lit, gaudy, and deep shades of timber. And any other furnishing Absinthe would care to have of course!
As for Emet-Selch, he is sitting in a chair reading a book with a glass and bottle of wine resting near him at a side table. He's still in his full suit and tie, but at least he's seemed to have hung up his outer coat.]
Edited 2019-11-10 23:34 (UTC)
[ wow what a lovely shade of imperial gothic. exactly up his alley.
Abinsthe's also chosen to dress down for this -- not completely but at least getting rid of his jacket and vest, leaving just a dark red button-up shirt underneath. he's not close enough for Emet-Selch to be able to tell as he walks in the room but he's also put on -- what may just be a cologne, to help mask the slight stench of decay that follows even when he's not in full zombie mode.
Absinthe takes off his hat as he enters, tipping his head, before his gaze goes to the bottle of wine. ]
You didn't spare any effort, it seems.
Abinsthe's also chosen to dress down for this -- not completely but at least getting rid of his jacket and vest, leaving just a dark red button-up shirt underneath. he's not close enough for Emet-Selch to be able to tell as he walks in the room but he's also put on -- what may just be a cologne, to help mask the slight stench of decay that follows even when he's not in full zombie mode.
Absinthe takes off his hat as he enters, tipping his head, before his gaze goes to the bottle of wine. ]
You didn't spare any effort, it seems.
[From here.]
[Walking past him and taking a seat on the bed.]
Do you leave your door unlocked at night? And more importantly, do you welcome visitors? I do find myself up at all hours.
[Walking past him and taking a seat on the bed.]
Do you leave your door unlocked at night? And more importantly, do you welcome visitors? I do find myself up at all hours.
I don't make a habit of unlocking my door, but I can always start.
[ he steps closer, bending to press on Emet-Selch's chest, encouraging him to scoot back some. ]
[ he steps closer, bending to press on Emet-Selch's chest, encouraging him to scoot back some. ]
[ Emet-Selch will just get a text with a bed emoji when Absinthe DOES eventually retreat back to his room. ]
[From Continue from here]
[Further leaning into the hand with a small sound. Taking utter delight in it which is odd for him. He generally does not prefer pain.]
Then get on with it. But then again, you were always one for schemes.
[Kneading the muscles on the back of one thigh. Pressing firmly on the knot of muscle he probably has from sedentary reading and sitting.]
[Further leaning into the hand with a small sound. Taking utter delight in it which is odd for him. He generally does not prefer pain.]
Then get on with it. But then again, you were always one for schemes.
[Kneading the muscles on the back of one thigh. Pressing firmly on the knot of muscle he probably has from sedentary reading and sitting.]
Edited 2020-07-11 15:05 (UTC)
[This is definitely not normal, but then again, wanting to inflict pain isn't normal for Lahabrea. But as long as they are both thoroughly enjoying themselves he sees no issue.]
In such a rush? I'm rather curious how far this new preference goes for you.
[That does feel nice really, the attention and the kneading but it's not enough to distract him from the very real desire to find out just what he said. What are the limits, for both of them? He yanks roughly on Emet-Selch's hair, hauling his head back uncomfortably, exposing his neck which he leans down to kiss, gentle and sweet, and then bite, roughly.]
In such a rush? I'm rather curious how far this new preference goes for you.
[That does feel nice really, the attention and the kneading but it's not enough to distract him from the very real desire to find out just what he said. What are the limits, for both of them? He yanks roughly on Emet-Selch's hair, hauling his head back uncomfortably, exposing his neck which he leans down to kiss, gentle and sweet, and then bite, roughly.]
[Late night Lahabrea is just sprawled in bed with his arm over his face half dozing. He's not bothered to change out of his clothes at all. He is taking the entire bed. Though when/if Emet comes in he'll rouse enough to lift a hand.]
[Emet-Selch probably learned early on to give indication when he was going to be out at night. Lahabrea didn't tell him in works exactly, more a nervous twitch or an extra scolding tone when he returned the next day. And considering his corruption, it wasn't hard to put two and two together.
And he doesn't vocally tell him when he plans to not spend the night in BARiTONES, whether it is visiting Taisho or out wandering the midnight hours. No, he leaves things on the table. Usually it is a glass of water and some small snack that will be fine out in the open a few hours. Or sometimes he'll leave a journal open with a pen. But he does leave something, always when he's gone at night until after dawn, a something that denotes that he thought of Lahabrea before heading out.
Luckily, today he has no such plans and upon seeing Lahabrea sprawling over all of the bed, he sits down on the edge and runs fingers through his hair. He doesn't say anything, but simply hums a question.]
And he doesn't vocally tell him when he plans to not spend the night in BARiTONES, whether it is visiting Taisho or out wandering the midnight hours. No, he leaves things on the table. Usually it is a glass of water and some small snack that will be fine out in the open a few hours. Or sometimes he'll leave a journal open with a pen. But he does leave something, always when he's gone at night until after dawn, a something that denotes that he thought of Lahabrea before heading out.
Luckily, today he has no such plans and upon seeing Lahabrea sprawling over all of the bed, he sits down on the edge and runs fingers through his hair. He doesn't say anything, but simply hums a question.]
[from here]
[He brushes his fingers across his cheeks before taking off his jacket and placing it behind Lahabrea.]
Lie down.
[He doesn't really wait for him to comply before he starts to unbutton his shirt.]
[He brushes his fingers across his cheeks before taking off his jacket and placing it behind Lahabrea.]
Lie down.
[He doesn't really wait for him to comply before he starts to unbutton his shirt.]
Edited 2020-08-30 03:31 (UTC)
[What a gentleman. He brushes Emet's hair back and does not lay back yet.]
Do you want my shirt off entirely?
[Easier to just help shrug it off and then follow the direction.]
Do you want my shirt off entirely?
[Easier to just help shrug it off and then follow the direction.]
[From here]
Afforded. Wanted. Desired. Can you deny it?
[He's doing the same, removing buttons on coat and shirt, but leaving the tie. That makes a nice hand hold after all. And be bites at his neck hard enough to leave a mark but not break skin.]
Afforded. Wanted. Desired. Can you deny it?
[He's doing the same, removing buttons on coat and shirt, but leaving the tie. That makes a nice hand hold after all. And be bites at his neck hard enough to leave a mark but not break skin.]
[ he's shameless about the groan that escapes his lips at the bite, hips rising underneath him -- which does make his hold on Emet-Selch's clothing a little hard to maneuever but he's managing, getting his shirt open too and running his hand down his stomach, unafraid of dragging nails down his skin. ]
I cannot -- certainly not now.
I cannot -- certainly not now.
[From here]
[He sinks into the kiss cradling his head and holding his waist. A few other tendrils of his soul join to wrap around him, up a leg, down an arm, supporting his upper back. All feather light soul touches adoring him.
He doesn't need any prodding to sink to the ground with him, but he does attempt to put himself at on his back, Five on top. To relinquish back the lead control he took. Not that he isn't going to entertain himself every step of the way.]
More than enough. Now, let us see what we can coax out of each other, hmmm,
[He sinks into the kiss cradling his head and holding his waist. A few other tendrils of his soul join to wrap around him, up a leg, down an arm, supporting his upper back. All feather light soul touches adoring him.
He doesn't need any prodding to sink to the ground with him, but he does attempt to put himself at on his back, Five on top. To relinquish back the lead control he took. Not that he isn't going to entertain himself every step of the way.]
More than enough. Now, let us see what we can coax out of each other, hmmm,
Five Hargreeves?
[ He's almost disappointed that he's doing it himself because Five absolutely had all intentions of reversing their positions shortly after, but the end result is the same and so it doesn't matter, not right now.
He can't focus on touching Emet's soul and this at the same time, not yet, so he'll give up on trying in favor of giving Emet all of his attention, leaning in to place a kiss on his neck right as his hand moves under his shirt — tentative and experimenting ]
I am curious to see exactly how much you can do to my soul. This already feels nice.
He can't focus on touching Emet's soul and this at the same time, not yet, so he'll give up on trying in favor of giving Emet all of his attention, leaning in to place a kiss on his neck right as his hand moves under his shirt — tentative and experimenting ]
I am curious to see exactly how much you can do to my soul. This already feels nice.
[from here.]
[His hands go to his shoulders as he arches under him, grabbing shallowly yet firmly onto the edge of Lahabrea's soul.]
I do miss the sun, but not for a night like this.
[His hands go to his shoulders as he arches under him, grabbing shallowly yet firmly onto the edge of Lahabrea's soul.]
Lahabrea...
[He shivers at the touch, spreads his fingers. The warmth of his own soul blazing to a near searing--but never painful--heat as he skims his touch over Emet's spirit.]
I am here.
If that bothers you, do speak up.
[He traces Five's jaw with his fingers before leaning down to kiss and bruise his neck with a mark.]
[He traces Five's jaw with his fingers before leaning down to kiss and bruise his neck with a mark.]
[ Considering that he is tilting his head to give him better access it probably does not bother him after all, and he's not even bothering to hide the pleased noise that escapes past his lips, hands tracing down his thighs now ]
Who's being shameless now?
Who's being shameless now?
[From here]
[He wastes no time fetching him and simply wraps him in a portal of purple. Once he's out of his own dream he'll take his hands. Though he is in a short sleeved shirt and shorts again, but at least they aren't as hideous as previous times.]
[He wastes no time fetching him and simply wraps him in a portal of purple. Once he's out of his own dream he'll take his hands. Though he is in a short sleeved shirt and shorts again, but at least they aren't as hideous as previous times.]
Edited 2020-11-27 13:18 (UTC)
[ Dreams are basically the only times he can carry Emet properly, so of course he's going to take full advantage of that. The moment they're out of that portal he'll reach for him so he can carry him, lifting him up ]
You look very dashing.
You look very dashing.
[From here]
[Going to take a brief moment to lean down and kiss his cheek.]
I do enjoy that we find luxuries where we can. Mostly for each other.
[Taking him to his room then. Everything is of the norm including Lahabrea being there to which Emet greets him with a kiss on the cheek.]
[Going to take a brief moment to lean down and kiss his cheek.]
I do enjoy that we find luxuries where we can. Mostly for each other.
[Taking him to his room then. Everything is of the norm including Lahabrea being there to which Emet greets him with a kiss on the cheek.]
[ are they going to kick him out, that seems rude. But he is carrying bags with clothes as they head back and puts them on the nearest surface while emet goes to kiss him ]
Hello again.
Hello again.
[From here]
[He seems thrilled with all the touches. Even the little ones. He does laugh at the words.]
It's a strange feeling to be sure. I'm not sure if I recall if anyone else has enjoyed that. I spent a lot of time scolding them or cleaning up their messes after all. Not that I didn't love them dearly.
[He seems thrilled with all the touches. Even the little ones. He does laugh at the words.]
It's a strange feeling to be sure. I'm not sure if I recall if anyone else has enjoyed that. I spent a lot of time scolding them or cleaning up their messes after all. Not that I didn't love them dearly.
Good. I like the thought of that being something unique for us.
[ he brings his hand to the side of Emet's face, thumb stroking his cheek ]
You're beautiful and treasured. I would like everyone to see just how much you shine when you're as adored as you deserve.
[ he brings his hand to the side of Emet's face, thumb stroking his cheek ]
You're beautiful and treasured. I would like everyone to see just how much you shine when you're as adored as you deserve.
[He can't help but laugh a little and tuck Five up further against him.]
Are you still shy in asking?
[He runs his fingers down the length of Five's body from throat to a heel changing his outfit as he goes being dramatic as he is. He will be clad in the white suit though the pants have been swapped out for a pencil skirt. Hades did say it was his preference after all.
As for physical changes all is kept the same except for the 'equipment' between his legs. One he'll be easily able to discern if he shifts slightly in anyway.]
I think you are rather handsome like this, but I could take at least a partial page from Lahabrea's book. And I did not want to make the change too far from our normal fare. But I do think I would like to feel and taste you like this.
[And since he can't hide it, there is definitely a sense of excitement, adoration, and smugness radiating from their bond.]
Are you still shy in asking?
[He runs his fingers down the length of Five's body from throat to a heel changing his outfit as he goes being dramatic as he is. He will be clad in the white suit though the pants have been swapped out for a pencil skirt. Hades did say it was his preference after all.
As for physical changes all is kept the same except for the 'equipment' between his legs. One he'll be easily able to discern if he shifts slightly in anyway.]
I think you are rather handsome like this, but I could take at least a partial page from Lahabrea's book. And I did not want to make the change too far from our normal fare. But I do think I would like to feel and taste you like this.
[And since he can't hide it, there is definitely a sense of excitement, adoration, and smugness radiating from their bond.]
[From here.]
[He just smiles brightly, warm and loving at that, bringing a knuckle to brush softly against his cheek.
And then he spears his chest with the claw on an index finger. Claws that weren't there a moment before. It doesn't physically leave a mark, but it does try to crack through the outer layer of his soul, leaving the core exposed.]
[He just smiles brightly, warm and loving at that, bringing a knuckle to brush softly against his cheek.
And then he spears his chest with the claw on an index finger. Claws that weren't there a moment before. It doesn't physically leave a mark, but it does try to crack through the outer layer of his soul, leaving the core exposed.]
Edited 2021-04-15 08:09 (UTC)
[That earns quite the noise. Somewhere between a gasp and crying out, one hand curling around Emet's finger and the other against his palm where he rests.
There's no attempt to push him away or resist he's just surprised. Soul exposed.]
There's no attempt to push him away or resist he's just surprised. Soul exposed.]
[From here.
Before blacking out, he will hear that, yes indeed, they did connect as the spatial jump was not fast enough. Mayhaps he dodged Five's very first attack with ease because he had math pre-calculated in his head and didn't move from his initial spot.
Regardless, when he wakes up he'll be on his back in a gray and rather colorless void. Neither light or dark. His limbs will feel leaden, heavy, not moving if he tries to get them to answer to his call. Emet is leaning over him taking look at his expression with keen interest.]
Unless there are objections, I'm going to claim victory. And my prize? One hundred kisses. Given and taken from you in any manner I please.
[He grabs his chin roughly and tilts his head up.]
One.
[The kiss is more teeth than anything. Rough. Possessive. Not asking for consent in any sense of the word. And if Five tries to move, he will still feel paralyzed from the neck down.]
Before blacking out, he will hear that, yes indeed, they did connect as the spatial jump was not fast enough. Mayhaps he dodged Five's very first attack with ease because he had math pre-calculated in his head and didn't move from his initial spot.
Regardless, when he wakes up he'll be on his back in a gray and rather colorless void. Neither light or dark. His limbs will feel leaden, heavy, not moving if he tries to get them to answer to his call. Emet is leaning over him taking look at his expression with keen interest.]
Unless there are objections, I'm going to claim victory. And my prize? One hundred kisses. Given and taken from you in any manner I please.
[He grabs his chin roughly and tilts his head up.]
One.
[The kiss is more teeth than anything. Rough. Possessive. Not asking for consent in any sense of the word. And if Five tries to move, he will still feel paralyzed from the neck down.]
Edited 2021-04-15 08:23 (UTC)
[ He can't move, but nothing else is in control of his movements and that's enough for him not to panic. There's a moment of confusion when he wakes and his eyes focus on Emet, looking at him as if to search for an answer and then, well.
He just gives it to him.
There's a surprised noise as he grabs his chin like that, the roughness and possessiveness already lighting a fire in him and of course he kisses back, trying to move his hands so he can grab on him but failing miserably ]
He just gives it to him.
There's a surprised noise as he grabs his chin like that, the roughness and possessiveness already lighting a fire in him and of course he kisses back, trying to move his hands so he can grab on him but failing miserably ]
From here: https://imeeji-frontstage.dreamwidth.org/660828.html?thread=431520092#cmt431520092
[He can’t help but laugh a little at that. He knows his endurance for this type of thing is not massive.
He threads fingers roughly into his hair pulling a little painfully as he deepens the kiss and shifts his hips to grind up against him.]
[He can’t help but laugh a little at that. He knows his endurance for this type of thing is not massive.
He threads fingers roughly into his hair pulling a little painfully as he deepens the kiss and shifts his hips to grind up against him.]
-ah! [ gasps as his hair is tugged on a little roughly. ] Y- You know, Emet, I like it rough. [ bares his fangs at him in a smile as he rocks right back. ] Let me... [ reaches back to pluck his hand out of his hair so he can scoot back and start undoing his pants. ] I want to spoil you, so tell me what you want of me, ...
Perhaps I should use you then to continue filling up cards until I get one that matches yours. Then you wouldn't have to worry about my back.
[He gets a room that looks like they are in the ocean with the sounds of waves of bubbles floating about them. And once they are inside, he grabs his hair so he can tilt it back kissing his throat.]
[He gets a room that looks like they are in the ocean with the sounds of waves of bubbles floating about them. And once they are inside, he grabs his hair so he can tilt it back kissing his throat.]
I'm just enjoying the tilt of your voice, my dawn.
[But he does stop teasing him so he can nip at his lower lip, slipping fingers under the back of his shirt so he can caress his skin.]
Would removing any of these flowers hurt?
[But he does stop teasing him so he can nip at his lower lip, slipping fingers under the back of his shirt so he can caress his skin.]
Would removing any of these flowers hurt?
Edited 2021-10-31 22:02 (UTC)
[From here.]
[He will need to invade Hythlodeaus' dream first before he can start changing it. So how is that going as he portals in?]
[He will need to invade Hythlodeaus' dream first before he can start changing it. So how is that going as he portals in?]
[Once they get to the onsen, he's pushing him down on the ground. Forget the water! It's nice and steamy and warm in here. He immediately busies himself with removing all the layers Lahabrea has on.]
[He bites his lower lip before pulling back looking at him. Eyes not leaving his face for a few long moments.
And then while tentacles caress his sides he begins to remove his double's clothing.]
And then while tentacles caress his sides he begins to remove his double's clothing.]
[Hades meets his gaze, flushed and embarrassed but also setting his jaw. He won't be changing his mind!!
While Emet works on his clothing, Hades settles hands on his waist, simply seeking touch.]
While Emet works on his clothing, Hades settles hands on his waist, simply seeking touch.]
I would never.
[And he begins to 'help' him out of his clothes. You know, like a good friend.]
[And he begins to 'help' him out of his clothes. You know, like a good friend.]
[From here]
[His dream will start however it does. Whatever dream plagues or delights him that night. But not soon after the start, he'll be whisked away in a portal black and purple smoke and will find himself in Amaurot.]
The timing is always difficult. I hope you were not waiting long.
[His dream will start however it does. Whatever dream plagues or delights him that night. But not soon after the start, he'll be whisked away in a portal black and purple smoke and will find himself in Amaurot.]
The timing is always difficult. I hope you were not waiting long.
[the dream he started out in was decidedly not a happy one, but he's completely calm by the time he arrives in emet's dream]
Not long at all.
Not long at all.
[from here]
[He drags them down with him pulling on the front of his shirt and kissing him.]
[He drags them down with him pulling on the front of his shirt and kissing him.]
Edited 2022-06-29 04:05 (UTC)
[ childe kisses him back, but does make an effort to shove him a bit further into the cabin... more specifically toward the ring of couch at its center. ] Mind the, ah, the step. [ murmured against his lips as he moves a hand to the back of his neck, sliding it to the back of his head to tug him into another kiss. ]
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