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splitmemory2024-09-08 08:20 pm
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a lion and his fae
two nerds, sittin in a hot spring, 0 ft apart bc they are gay
continuation of this with just random. leona/lilia shenanigans
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continuation of this with just random. leona/lilia shenanigans
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anyway. he scrunches up his face in response. ]
What I see?
[ well. there's no one else around. lilia could probably tell if he lied, too. there's no point in trying to deceive the fae. ]
I see the past lookin' down on me. The expectations of kings weighin' down on a silly lil' prince who couldn't beat tradition.
[ he closes his eyes soon after. it's because lilia's so good at calming him down, providing a succor that he normally didn't have when wandering the sands alone. ]
What 'bout you.
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Would Leona lie? Try to get out of saying anything at all? No, he speaks, and his words feel like the truth. Lilia accepts them, one of his hands slowly moving up to the back of Leona’s head. His fingers carefully press into his hair, stroking it with a soft focused hum. ]
A pressure… expectations. That’s a lot for one man to handle all on his own.
[ With those words, Lilia takes his sweet time before offering his own explanation for what he sees within the stars. ]
… There were these two people I once knew. One was my rival, of sorts. Trained with me. Pushed me forward. Convinced me to make childish promises.
[ Lifting one hand, he reaches up towards the sky above, a soft, sad smile resting on his face. ]
One of the things he told me and our beloved friend when we got older, when our work sent us different ways for the very first time, was this: as long as we’re apart, we will always be looking up at the same sky. The stars will be there, as will the moon. The night will guide us back to each other forevermore, in the same way as our blessings have guided humans for centuries.
[ His hand falls back down, moving back into its spot against the back of Leona’s head, playing with some strands of his hair. ]
And so… it would be a shame to let his words go to waste, even now. Wouldn’t it?
[ Plenty of hints here to grasp onto. Hints of a past that before had been nothing but secrets. Now, two figures mentioned. Training, too, as something big that had been mentioned throughout the conversation. Plenty for Leona to try and ask about. ]
… Anyways. That’s what I see. It’s not all that complicated for me.
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Sounds a lil' too romantic for my blood. [ he snorts, closing his eyes to enjoy the moment. ] But it also seems like you're waitin' to see those friends of yours again.
[ which means... well. lilia can only be around for so long. probably. something about that makes his chest tighten. he better not be thinking about breaking that promise he already made. his wasn't childish! ]
I'm also guessin'... it's been a long time since you've seen 'em both. Do ya really think the night's gonna do that for you? Think they're gonna be waitin'?
[ he knows the implications of what lilia's said. he's not that dumb, grounded to reality. but that doesn't mean he's not hopeful for the best even if reality tends to be a much harsher and unkind thing. ]
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At least that affection had offset the hints of pain that'd flit into his heart. The little headbutt, the way his nose presses there against his throat. All of it was enough to help push down the worst of those feelings.
To come back to the present. ]
You'd be right to guess that. It's been a long time. Longer than I can even count. [ Far before Malleus had hatched, back in his youth -- over, what, 400 years ago? Something like that. The years all seem to be blurring together, the memories hard to grasp, almost lost as much to time as his own history was to the public. The pain still slipped on in occasion. When he'd look at Malleus, see the visages of those long since forgotten by history aside from the barest of descriptions. ] I'd like to see them again. However... The two of them aren't waiting anywhere that I can go just yet. I still have a while yet before I follow.
I'm a nocturnal creature. The night is where I belong, where I fit. It will always be my comfort, my place. Only now it serves to remind me what I've been working towards and what I will do with the time I have that they do not.
[ Even with how vague he is, his words are certain and clear. Those friends-- ]
There you have it. You've gotten this old man to prattle on and on. [ There's a smile in his voice, as he moves his hand down to poke Leona in the side, ] Happy? Hmmmm? [ poke poke poke poke poke-- ] Who are you to say you don't have romantic tastes, as well?? Mister "promise me"-! [ ... And there he goes, laughing as if he could just wash away any seriousness of that conversation with a little bit of silliness. ]
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Old man... [ leona huffs at the poke. then the other pokes. and then he's being taunted? in his own domain?? he wiggles from side to side, his tail sweeping back and forth. ] ... you're not afraid that you're not robbin' the cradle?
[ he presses his cheek against lilia's. then, he brushes his nose against the other's. a different kind of kiss before he presses his lips against the fae's. something brief. chaste. purposeful. in the dimmest of lights, of the star light that sparkles above, there's just enough to stare deeply into those mysterious eyes of his. ]
Yeah. I wanted you to promise. 'cause any time I spend with you... I'm learnin' something. Not just about you but about myself. Not to mention you can lift me up and you have a nice ass.
[ and now it's his turn to laugh, though he's being serious. lilia's ass? s tier. ]
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That's something fae are rumored to do anyways~ [ Keeping his voice light, he laughs as he feels the little press against his cheek with Leona's own. The tiny press of their noses together, and then that sweet little kiss... Lilia returns it, bringing one hand up to cup Leona's cheek. ] You're an adult according to most standards. I trust your judgement on what is right or wrong for you.
[ Besides, it's not as if they were serious, right? They hadn't had the 'what are we' conversation and while this feels like it could lead there... Lilia ignores that thought, laughing alongside Leona. ]
That is no way for a prince to speak, Mister Kingscholar. [ Lilia chastises the boy, grinning up at him, ] So crass and straightforward to speak about what you enjoy. Must I teach you the proper way to speak to those of interest to you? Or in general, to speak with grace and dignity with everything you say? Mm, I suppose I can overlook it this once. My mercy deserves a reward, don't you think?
[ He's just being a little shit now. The hand that doesn't rest against his cheek slides around his waist, squeezing him close atop him. ]
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leona huffs, lower lip rising in a soft pout, nostrils flaring with a puff of exhaled air. ]
I've had plenty of guidance on how I should act or talk or whatever. Dunno if it's really worth anythin' as long as I get who or what I want.
[ he's a prince, but he's still the second prince. nothing more and nothing less. appearances mean little when he's paid little attention in kind. that he's just a belligerent and dangerous beastman with royal blood in the eyes of some. carrying himself with anything at least par with his station doesn't matter. very little does in some cases.
but now he has to think of a reward that he can give lilia and he smirks, licking his lips. ]
And what kinda reward do you think you deserve? What can I give to you that'll give me permission to say what I want, when I want?
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Maybe, after a while, Leona could help keep that lock and key protected alongside him.
-- Wishful thinking. That's all that is. ]
Mm. [ Lilia hums briefly, his brows knitting together. He doesn't agree with the idea at face value, that his manners don't matter, but he understands Leona's situation. He is not the one people will be looking at. Really, in a way, he understands completely and can empathize... in a less literal sense.
Yet another thing he'd hide, until the time is right. If it ever was.
Instead, he focuses on the conversation at hand, tilting his chin to allow him to push their foreheads together. This motion may come off as feline-esque affection, the way cats press their heads to each other.... yet it's distinctly different, with the slight push and the tilt in of Lilia's chin. An affection that's perhaps new and unusual to Leona. ]
The answer to both of those questions is not the same. The first-- I deserve a kiss. The second... Hm.
[ His hand falls away from Leona's cheek to instead meet his other, arm wrapping around him. ]
Stay the night with me. Or allow me to stay the night with you.
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yeah. that angle is new. it's not shocking but it's still surprising? it's enough to make him also hum, though for a different reason all together. what is lilia trying to achieve? maybe he'd discipline leona for being so unruly. a real beast, man. if anyone could tame him it could certainly be him!
and then he receives that response and leona huffs dryly. ]
Well, of course you deserve a kiss. But I think we can combine the two into one thing.
[ it's efficiency at its finest. they're already on his home turf. why not give lilia the grand tour? with the fae's arm already sort of in place, it shouldn't be difficult for him to slowly stand up and bring lilia up with him. one arm and forearm hooks below and under his butt. it's like a half cradle? he's not going to walk into the common area holding lilia like a baby. ]
That okay with you?
[ he's not giving him a choice as he begins the walk back. ]
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What did it mean-? For them?
Oh-! Lilia's being lifted up before he can even think. He shifts his body to be better positioned, bringing one arm up and over one of Leona's shoulders to help him stay in place better. This hold was comfortable, this half cradle against his body. Lilia could almost get comfortable here and fall asleep if he wasn't careful. ]
Mm, it does sound agreeable, yes.
[ Squish-- Lilia's squishing his cheek against Leona's shoulder, getting comfortable in his hold. He isn't used to this. To being the one being carried, held as if he was some sort of precious cargo. Nudging his cheek better against Leona, he then idly lifts his hand up, twirling a strand of Leona's hair around and between his fingers. ]
Aren't you worried someone might see us like this?
[ Who would be awake at this hour dude. ]
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but as it stands (or walks) he's carrying lilia into his territory. that as they go into the courtyard, into the common areas, leona doesn't heed any warnings. he hears what lilia's saying and all he does is snort. he shakes his head. ]
And what? What're they gonna do? If any of 'em have a lick of common sense in their heads, they won't say a word. 'cause if I find out who it was, I'd bury 'em out back.
[ he's the leader. they listen to him or else. if he says they have to shut their mouths, he'll do it for them if he has to. simple as that.
and then he laughs. ]
Or maybe I'd want 'em to talk. Might give them a reason to think, somethin' they don't do very often.
[ he moves down the hall towards the end, where the housewarden's room is. it doesn't take much effort on his part to get the door open and then kick it shut behind himself. the room is in its naturally unorganized state: clothes in piles, books and papers haphazardly strewn about. the only thing that looks neat and clean is his bed, which is made. but one thing is clear and it's that his room is definitely big. ]
Alright. We're here.
[ and with that? he goes right in for a kiss, something quick. barely a peck. ]
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There were times when one was meant to be serious, to make good on their words. This was one of those times.
The response to his little warnings makes the small fae laugh, moving to bury his face against Leona's shoulder, getting cozy then and there. If Leona isn't worried, carrying not just someone from the rival dorm but that dorm's Vice Housewarden, then Lilia wasn't going to worry at all. What would the point be?
The only thing Lilia is going to worry about is how small that kiss is once he gets it. ]
That's not nearly enough and you know it.
[ Lilia pouts, a bratty creature who tends to get his way when he doesn't need to be taken seriously. Leaning up further, bringing one arm properly around Leona's neck to tangle his fingers in his hair and tug him down, Lilia goes in for a better kiss. A longer one, deeper, caring; unlike what his lax attitude may suggest, this kiss says everything he wouldn't say in so many words. He'd missed Leona, wanted to be around him.
Maybe that's the real reason he'd come out to Savanaclaw instead of wandering the campus to look at the stars, even if he would never claim that as the reasoning. ]
That's more like it, see? [ He murmurs as he breaks the kiss, slowly petting Leona's hair. ] We deserve to share as many kisses like that as I want. As we want.
[ He's demanding, isn't he? Even more than that, he's nudging his forehead against Leona's cheek, leaning in enough to press a careful kiss against his jaw. ]
Did you miss me?
[ And, despite refusing to say it himself, he'd ask. Play to his own ego. ]
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Yeah I know. What, you think I'm gonna deny myself the same thing?
[ it's the taste of lilia's lips and the... it's hard for him to describe. it's everything. like he can tell exactly what he's trying to tell him without words? it's the curl of the smile, the way he strokes through his hair while they hold each other. that leona can barely get himself over to the bed where he can finally take a seat, let lilia slip out of his arms so he can straddle his lap instead. he's far too focused on trying to read what's been said. what he's being told. and the yearning that he'd been keeping quiet can be let back up to the surface. ]
Lettin' you have anythin you want sounds pretty dangerous. Good thing I'm strong enough to handle you, right?
[ even if it's shared. he wouldn't want it any other way.
he takes a second to think even though he already has an answer in mind? wouldn't lilia already be able to tell? the beastman hums, tilting his head up, exposing his throat. his neck. places where lilia could bite and he would simply let him. a sign of respect? a sign of submission??? ]
I did. A lot.
[ and he's not sorry for admitting it. ]
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That was accurate to an extent, before, as a surface reading of Leona. Now, Lilia was beginning to see further past the surface, to learn more; to become intrigued in the man in front of him.
Sliding into Leona's lap properly once Leona's sat down, he allows both of his knees to position themselves on either side of Leona, his hips pressed up against the other man's. Not immediately in a sexual sense, even. More to be close, to allow that affection to pass between them wordlessly. ]
Might be dangerous... but you're right. You can handle it. For the most part.
[ Another soft giggle can be heard, this one pressed against his skin in the form of several more small kisses. The tilt of his head allows Lilia more room against him, more room to press kisses and slowly nibble against his skin. He's going to take the opportunity, going to press his lips down against Leona's neck, trailing sweet kisses against his throat.
Unlike the last time, he doesn't rush into wholeheartedly sinking his fangs in. He instead takes his time, his kisses gentle with a rough edge as he gnaws on Leona in a similar fashion to how Leona had done to him. Careful yet precise little nips and nibbles, affectionate more than a strong and impactful need. ]
Good, [ He finally pauses there, pulling back enough to allow him to look up at Leona, to meet his eyes. ] I'd be disappointed if you hadn't.
[ That's his own way of admitting it without actually admitting it. Both hands come up to cup his face, squishing his cheeks in a way that he's not sure even he can get away with. Squiiiish! ]
Could have simply invited me. Or were you too prideful to do so yourself? Time is a different concept for us both, you know. For you, a few days can feel like a lifetime. For me, they go by in a blink of an eye.
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so yes, he can handle it. he wants to. it's a challenge to deal with a flighty yet demanding guy like lilia. but he'll relish it. he'll enjoy every step he takes with him. ]
I laugh in the face of danger. [ and he chuckles, hands going to lilia's waist where he gives him a squeeze. he'd love to squeeze him other places. it's not the time. it might become that time but for now, he's simply happy to indulge in doting on one another. it's more peaceful that way. ] Especially when the danger is as cute as you are.
[ he quickly bleps. in and out and he smiles a little before his cheeks get assaulted!!! what the heck... ]
A few days feel like a few days. [ another snort while he hums. ] Time is precious regardless, don't you agree? And I was going to invite you. But maybe I wanted you to reach out first, just to see...
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Really, if people believed the words he spoke, he wouldn't be all that mysterious in the first place.
The hands against his waist were comfortable, grounding in a way that Lilia found he needed. Especially after their brief delve into the depths of his memories, for the little explanation about what the stars meant to him. Being called cute was the cherry on top, leaving him with a gentle smile on his face.
His hands stay put there against Leona's cheeks, his head tilting to one side in a way that showcases a curiosity. ]
Time can be precious, yes... [ ... Especially in his case... ] Anywho, you should have invited me. Don't you know that it's difficult for us fae to go where we aren't invited? We have many rules about this very thing. We may not be in Briar Valley, my dear, but I am quite used to the customs I was raised on. Have your cross cultural teachings not been sufficient? Have you had any?
[ Another small squish. ]
Hm. Perhaps it is better if you do not know anything. Then I can teach you everything...
[ Bringing his thumb up to Leona's bottom lip, he traces the shape of it, pressing the pad of his thumb against the middle of it after. ]
All there is to know about me. What has made me the me that sits here with you now. The customs of my kind, our history. Mm, but that begs the question: how would you know if anything I say is the truth? Another deal, maybe?
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Must've slept through those sessions. [ or didn't pay attention. he only needed to know one thing: that malleus was a pain in the ass, elusive, hard to get near, and the beastman didn't like him. that meant those around him were unfairly lumped into his judgement. with that thumb on his lip, it's easy for him to give it a quick lick. the tip of that blepping tongue from earlier giving it a few playful taps as he continues to think and then speak. ]
I figure... if you didn't want to tell me the truth, you wouldn't have come here in the first place, despite how difficult it may be for you. Maybe the night told you to be here. Maybe the stars brought you here. Either way, you're with me and you chose to follow somethin' because of it.
[ his brows furrow. or maybe leona might've wished that lilia would've forced the issue. made him confront his lack of initiative. ]
Could make a deal. But what if I just said you could come any time you wanted? That you didn't need my permission to come to my room. To wherever I might be at the time.
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Lilia keeps his expression neutral, his gaze even. That reply doesn't phase him. He does seem to be so focused on something else, his own mind working at picking apart calculations, pieces of this that Leona couldn't even see yet. Tilting his head to the other side, his eyes focus on each minute detail of Leona's face. His thumb drags along the tip of his tongue at one of those pokes, before pulling lightly at his bottom lip as he pulls his thumb away. His index finger comes up to help him trace the shape of his face. ]
I hardly need your permission, as long as you aren't specifically here... but a blanket permission to come to your room whenever I like? My, how could I pass that up?
[ Leaning back in, he presses his whole front against Leona, stretching up to try and aim his words for Leona's ear, to murmur them out and keep them quiet between them. ]
... What I'm trying to say is I was waiting on you. You have your whole life ahead of you. It's so very short compared to mine, you know. It has to be your decision, all of it. I won't have it any other way. Otherwise, whose to say I'm not taking advantage of you? Of your innocence, your naiveté?
After all, boys your age are still so very drawn in during moments of high emotion. They say things they don't mean. How was I to know... [ That he meant it.
Ah, and here it is. Lilia is pushing the issue. It took him a minute, but he got there. It was always going to end up here. ]
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[ there's nothing particularly special about it other than perhaps wrapping himself in the usually fresh linens that ruggie will often replace whenever leona isn't loafing in his own bed. the notes are usually written by others and the books and supplies that end up being unused go with his second year hyena as well. nothing truly has any significance unless meaning is assigned to it, and thus... he would hope lilia wasn't giving leona attention just for material possessions! that would be crazy.
and there it is. his own thoughts meandering for a moment before he's snapped right back, the touch of lilia's voice and words against one furry cupped ear that flicks against them. he swallows. right. does he think leona is a cub? maybe in his eyes, he is. that he is still so very young and inexperienced and can't see the background because the foreground is so bright. sparkly and distracting.
it seems so simple. maybe it is. maybe it's so obvious and stupidly in his face that he should've been more upfront? in matters of the heart, sometimes being too blunt can be a mistake. but for someone who has seen it all, felt it all, yet isn't sure... he needs reassurance that it is tangible. not fleeting like mortal lives could be to lilia.
... ]
I do. I do mean it. If my life is made more full by you bein' in it, then I want you in it.
[ brows furrowed, he reaches around to let his hands rest on lilia's back. on his waist, to his thighs where they stay still. not going further. ]
And if I end up bein' a fool until the very end, shame on me. Guess I'll be happy nonetheless.
[ another lean, to rest his forehead against lilia's chest. he is very real and tangible in his arms right now. ]
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Leona seemed to understand completely what he meant even as he trails off, even as his words are lost to the quiet of the room. Watching the way his ear twitches, Lilia can't help but smile, even with the suggestion he'd made. The suggestion that Leona would've lied, that this would still be a part of that lie, without a firm confirmation from him that he meant his words, meant his feelings.
It's funny, isn't it? The one who plays games with people's feelings and perceptions without a single care, demanding that someone be blunt and clear with him regarding these matters. He falls back every so slightly, down from the stretch to murmur those words into his ear, his eyes now focused up on Leona's face, as the boy speaks those words, confirms it aloud. ]
You're so very earnest in your words, so sure. It's so strange to hear from someone like you.
[ There it is, a light taunt. A small joke, to ease whatever tension there might be. It's when Leona's forehead presses against his chest that Lilia shifts his hold, brings both of his hands up to slowly pet the other man's hair, that he finally seems to begin to settle down, into the moment ]
Alright. I'll stay a while, come around whenever I'd like, but you must promise me something, as well. That you'll ask after me. Do not assume that I'll know what you want from me. Take what you want, as that is what I will always do. And, if what you want doesn't come to you, you must let it go and move on before your heart gets too far damaged.
[ One arm slips further over his shoulders and around him, while the other continues to tangle in his hair. ]
Your life is too short to waste that time on assumptions. On waiting around.
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Maybe I'm savin' some surprises for you. [ he tilts his head so that he can look up at the fae, a flicker of warmth in the form of the smallest smile on his face. ] What, didn't think I had it in me?
[ one of those ears twitch. it wiggles. leona silently contemplates everything that's been said. ]
I promise that I'll chase you down. No matter where you think you are.
[ he can be defiant. he can be selfish. he can keep his head down and barge forward recklessly. he'd rather play everything like a chess game but there isn't always time to do that. like lilia said... time can disappear in a blink of an eye. ]
Verbally, physically. I'll get you. So I guess I won't be waitin' around. Even if I gotta stomp my way over to your dorm or wherever.
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With that head tilted up, Lilia moves his hand to carefully pet over that one ear that had been wiggling earlier, thumb carefully brushing down against the fur there before his fingers move to scritch right behind that ear, like one would on a cat. ]
It seems we have that settled then. Good, [ His opposite hand moves down to cup Leona's chin, pulling his face up to make him sit up further, only so Lilia could look at him directly in the eye, ] You're always welcome. Ignore what Sebek may say if he sees you stomping around over there. He's headstrong, wants to prove himself worthy and all that. A good kid, really, even if he can be a little intense.
[ ... and, there's one more thing he needs to add, isn't there? ]
Oh. I do have one more requirement, for this arrangement to work. [ Leaning in, he presses a careful peck against Leona's lips, ] Take me on a date. We could go anywhere, do anything. Just the two of us. It'll give me a chance to dress up all cute for you. You won't be able to keep your hands off me with how cute I'll look. But you'll need to, for a while. Build up that anticipation.
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just like now, where he snorts at the idea of going easy on sebek. that crocodile is a lot of bark and some bite, but nothing he can't handle. surely he knows that in a one on one, there are only a couple that could stand toe-to-toe with leona, one of which being sebek's housewarden. the other? well, he's sitting with the beastman right now, kissing him, staring at him, smiling... they're both smiling. especially when his ear is getting that attention causing his tail to flip and flop to the side. back and forth, back and forth. ]
Go anywhere, do anything? [ a few slow blinks accompany some very quick and fleeting thoughts, all internal. but he can think of a couple of places they could go, places that tourists weren't allowed to be. leona could take lilia to a location that they didn't visit the first time during the bead brawl. where the stars are the brightest and light isn't necessary to see the wide expanse of the savanna. ]
'kay. I can arrange that. But until then, I wanna...
[ ... pull lilia down with him. tug him on top and press their lips together, use that momentum to force their distance to close. use his tongue, dig in between them, take what he wants--- just like how lilia requested. he's his, after all. ]
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The effort that Leona was putting in, no matter how small or invisible at this time due to the very nature of the effort being emotional effort, silent yet there all the same, was showing. In the way they sit together, the way their hands press against each other, to explore parts of them that they'd come to know in passing touches and little loving grabs.
It's as Leona thinks through that request that Lilia's smile broadens with a bit of amusement. ]
I know you can--
[ He wouldn't have made the suggestion if he thought otherwise. Anyways. He isn't given much time to respond, as he's quickly pulled down with Leona. He's still stayed put there atop him, straddling his lap. That tongue is forced into his mouth, though much force isn't needed. The second their lips are pressed together, Lilia's parting his own lips, tilting his head into it to deepen that kiss in turn. He's using this moment to get comfortable there atop Leona, one hand moving to slide under the other's shirt without a care in the world.
Yeah, he's going to take what he wants too. And what he wants right now? He wants to feel Leona's skin under the touch of his fingers. Doesn't have to be sexual, but if it becomes that, that's fine too. All he wants is to touch. ]
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he likes the taste of lilia's mouth. it's sweet. no particular flavor, but he knows that he's hooked. the beastman arches his back into lilia's hand, letting him feel those muscles. a hidden source of pride that he is still a prime example of a lion beastman with royal blood. not that he has to say it, but his body is lilia's too. he hums in appreciation, in contentment, before he pulls his tongue out and flicks the tip of the fae's nose with it. ]
You're stayin' the night. Maybe the week. Should probably let your 'kids' know, hm?
[ leona reaches behind him, fingers against his back. it's his turn to sneak his hands underneath a shirt. except he doesn't stay there for very long and goes into his pants instead, immediately grabbing onto his cheeks and giving them both a healthy and possessive squeeze. ]
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