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 Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2023 12:05 pm
 ❛ Saeyong Joon ❜
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Anneyong! I’m 준 새용 || I'm feeling More than excited now || I'm speaking to Avi, his friend and family || Where am I? Octavius' house || What am I wearing? My attempt at respectful - gloomy
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Saeyong acted even more hurt, like he was struck by his words and banter, "Oh! you monster!" he said, his voice even rising and dropping in intonation. "I'll have to take drastic measures to have you wear it then." he says with his gaze narrowing at him in a playful manner, this time, leaving it to interpretation. It was nice spending time with him, with his family even, he liked watching him smile, feeling like he could lose himself in his laughter and mesmerizing gaze. But soon, he'd find himself rather tangled in a little more.
The man was as mesmerizing as he imagined, his touch as enticing as it made him ache for more. He leaned closer and muffled a sound as the pain spiked and made him curl, his fingers digging into him as his body pressed in for more. "You take pride in it." he said, almost like confronting him about the matter as he decided to n** at his bottom lip. He was clearly enjoying himself, even the teasing and banter through this - it was something he was finding himself more and more drawn to. He pressed his hips into him a little harder this time, feeling the need for some form of release as they'd kiss, his hand now trying to tug at his waist band and inch for more, while they'd deepen the kiss. His hand had just started to grow bolder and seek if those boundaries did indeed exist until the sudden shift made his hand withdraw just as their lips did.
The man's body froze, thankfully, what he sought soon went away without really making its presence known as the man looked up and saw the bottle that looked like it was aimed at them. His heart was hammering against his chest but the desire was now contained. He withdrew his hands as he felt the man's own withdraw, figuring their behavior wasn't very family friendly right now. He wasn't ashamed, he had his fair share of being caught in compromising positions and even put in them for a viewership- this wasn't it so he did try to remain composed and move his chin to the man's shoulder while he let him handle this the way he chose to. Should he have moved and given him space? His brother seemed to think they needed some considering they weren't alone and lost to their own pleasures. But, to him it mattered more what the man he was sitting on thought.
When the door shuts, he closed his eyes as he exhaled a breath he wasn't even sure he was holding, looking over at the the other now as he straightened up and let him hide his face against him. His own hands moved around his shoulders, finding comfort in his touch as his beating heart was slowly calming down and chuckling at the man's frustration. "It would seem like they can be." he said quietly, stroking his back shuddering from his n** and chuckling a little as he'd pull away. "Should this be a good time to mention I bruise easily?" he'd say, watching him lean back as his own hands moved down his shoulders and over to his hips. "But they don't last as long thanks to my metabolism." he added. He was the kind to hope he could wear his scars of love for longer than...how ever long his body chose they'd last.
The man's eyes slowly trailed down to his hips as a faint warmth spread over his face and it seemed like the blood started rushing there. Did he not realize why his hips seemed to move on their own? Or was this him teasing him again? "My body started wanting more." he said plainly, seeing as hiding it or his desire would bring nothing."Pain also can excite me." he admits, ready to face the judgement behind it or the disgust that some would hold towards it, soon enough distracted by his lips again as he leaned in and pressed his against them but pulled away shortly. "I might need to be alone for a while if we start that again." he said in a playful tone, though quite serious as the need would arise again.
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2023 11:34 pm
 tab ʟσcαтισɴ : Hσme | cσмραɴץ : Saeyong. | ғєєʟιɴɢ : Intense disappointment in stopping, but also some clarity| тнσυɢнтs : "Is it okay for me to want to see where this goes with him?I don’t want to scare him off…" | ʀєsιםєɴcє : 1513 Lumiere Housing District | ρʀσғιʟє : Here
σccυραтισɴ : Soleil Librarian | sтαтυs : Single | συтғιт: : Casual clothes for once | σσc : Avi is his usual color, Masumi is this color, Marcellus is this color, and Castielle is this color.
There is a certain thrill in knowing that his touch isn’t sending Saeyong into a spiral of intense pain that could kill him. Instead Saeyong looks like it isn’t necessarily painful, but pleasurable for him. He’s not out off by it, not horrified or disgusted. He’s not sure what to make of the way his body spikes in excitement from the man curling closer to him because of his pain intake. Perhaps it is because for once, the ability he’s feared for so long isn’t a bad thing. That he can touch and feel the man’s skin without fear or repercussions. It is the freedom which thrills him. The way that Saeyong presses into his touch and doesn’t shy away from it. ”I like to take my time to savor it.” Because he’s someone who likes to explore the person’s body. Building anticipation by only increasing it little by little. In any other situation, he would be horrified, but in this one, his heart races and he bites back a groan when the man’s hips give more insistent movements.
And then his brother kills the mood immediately.
Yet, even during and after Cas was in the room, he is still feeding the man with a steady stream of pain. It is less intense than what he was doing moments prior, but enough to still keep Saeyong where he is. Because somehow, he doesn’t want this to end so soon. Realistically he knows they need to calm things down before the others return. However, he’s clearly not really thinking, because as Saeyong talks about his bruising, his hand is already moving to the place he nipped to rub the spot. ”Is that a subtle suggestion?” The hand slowly starts to move away from his neck, following down his chest and his torso so he can slide it under his shirt.
He doesn’t react negatively to the mention of pain exciting him, as it isn’t exactly new information to him. ”I would hope so considering that it happens regardless when I touch you. I can only focus on controlling it so much when I get distracted. Pain being a turn off for you would kind of ruin the whole thing.” He welcomes the kiss again, enjoying how it feels while his hand teases the man’s skin under his shirt. When Saeyong pulls away again, he’s already stroking along the man’s chest. Yet when he registers what he says, he stops and sighs, ”I suppose stopping would be wise then.” It’s clear by his pout that he doesn’t really want to. It dawns on him too late how relaxed he is in this situation. He wants to touch Sae and see him squirm. He wants to spend time with him and see where it all goes, even if it doesn’t amount to anything more than what they are now. ”We can test the limits later when we are alone.”
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 3:41 am
❛ Saeyong Joon ❜
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Anneyong! I’m 준 새용 || I'm feeling Disappointed from the interruption, satisfied with the attention || I'm speaking to Avi, his friend and family || Where am I? Octavius' house || What am I wearing? My attempt at respectful - gloomy
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Saeyong's senses felt like they were sent for a spin, the attention he got with the pain, two of his favorite feelings were sending signals to his brain that felt nice for a change. He didn't think he'd find it so hard to hold himself back from someone like this, sure he often had no concept of boundaries, but he wasn't one to push another to an uncomfortable place just to satisfy himself. Now, he wouldn't have been so sure if stopping would be an option. "I can tell." he'd say, attempting to do the very same, reciprocate the curiosity with that of his own but while his was more centered around wanting to see the man react to his touch, more than he already was. Before he could go too far though, their little display of passion and exploration came to a quick halt and his own excitement swiftly took the backburner from being startled like that.
Saeyong refused to move away from him, even if the sensible thing with an unwilling audience would be to do so. It might have been his own selfish liking to the pain he was receiving or the very man himself, but he was glad he wasn't unconscious and in recovery mode like the other times they experimented with the pain. He liked the subtle touches they could make this time too, but surely, they chose a bad time to feel more comfortable with each other. Feeling his hand rub the spot, he found himself chuckling as he shrugged, "Do you want to show your guests you've finally reciprocated to my advances, darling?" he'd tease, moving his own hand to start brushing his cheek gently with the back of his fingers. His skin was so enticing, he wouldn't have stopped if it wasn't for his brother.
"Do you have to control it?" he'd ask. Maybe he would, or his body would get a little too overwhelmed a little too quickly. But, he didn't particularly mind, though it could kill the mood faster than the unwanted disruption. He leaned down as he pushed the thought away and slipped his own hands under his shirt again, avoiding his waist for obvious reasons as he let his lips linger while they felt each other. The man found himself smiling, he was a little more than usual today and the cause of it all was right before him. "I didn't completely deny you." he says, reaching over to plant a peck on those adorably pouted lips and inches away before his instincts get the better of him. His hand stroked his skin under his shirt as his eyes trailed back to meet the other, his words enticing and inviting, how could he deny him. "Lock the door when we are." he'd add, confirming his willingness to partake in it, as he himself wished to draw some unseen reactions from the other.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2023 9:34 pm
tab ʟσcαтισɴ : Hσme | cσмραɴץ : Saeyong. | ғєєʟιɴɢ : Intense disappointment in stopping, but also some clarity | тнσυɢнтs : "Is it just about the pleasure for him?" | ʀєsιםєɴcє : 1513 Lumiere Housing District | ρʀσғιʟє : Here
σccυραтισɴ : Soleil Librarian | sтαтυs : Single | συтғιт: : Casual clothes for once | σσc : Avi is his usual color, Masumi is this color, Marcellus is this color, and Castielle is this color.
He's lowered the pain index now, making sure to keep it that way so that they can calm down even despite his wondering hands. ”I prefer you awake, so yes, I do need to control it.” He's pretty sure that if he tries to release full power, he will make the man pass out. That is sure to be something which would kill the mood instantly. Though they are still doing a lot of touching now, he can at least control it so that it won't get out of hand as long as things stay PG and above the belt. "I know, I am just disappointed that I can't keep testing boundaries." His statement of wanting his first time to have meaning still stands, but that doesn't mean that he isn't willing to do other things like he had with Masumi. He just has to remember that he's not sure what will or won't have any meaning to Saeyong himself. He hasn't been shy to admit that he's taken many partners in the past. To him, it is typically just an act to get both parties a release. There isn't intimacy or feelings behind it usually. So while he is a bit unsure of how far he would want to take things, he isn't unwilling to test the waters. "I will be sure to next time around." Instead of them doing this in the living room where Cas and the others can interrupt easily.
Though he doesn't make any moves to separate just yet, he can hear the men walking their way back over from Masumi's room. "They are coming back." He removes his hands from under Saeyong's shirt, but still grips his hips to tell him he doesn't have to move. "If you turn around, you can watch the movie like this." An invitation where he can still sit in Avi's lap while they all watch the movie. He's not just going to throw him off the minute the others are back in the room. But he could also understand how that in itself could also be dangerous for their current situation.
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2023 6:02 am
❛ Saeyong Joon ❜
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Anneyong! I’m 준 새용 || I'm feeling Satisfied with the attention || I'm speaking to Avi, his friend and family || Where am I? Octavius' house || What am I wearing? My attempt at respectful - gloomy
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Brushing his hand over his skin, he settled in for the smoothness and grew familiar with the way it moved when he breathed steadily, "I know, I was kidding." he said quietly, finding it rather intimate to be seated here and savoring the things he often didn't have the luxury to. Things moved rather fast paced when he wasn't preying on his victims, when it was about a quick fix. He started to learn that he liked it slow, to take his time just as the other was doing and register his reactions. So far, even watching him pout was making him feel warm. He liked it. "I'm not opposed to staying, or coming back around." he adds, not ruling out the possibility of experimenting with him for as long as he pleased. It did raise a thought though, was he reverting back to the young man who just went along with everything for a night's meal and a roof over his head?
No. While he got a rush of adrenaline from the pain the man put him through, it wasn't the same. It didn't feel like the momentary rushes where he'd just follow someone home either. He liked this experiment more than he should admit. But what was more amusing to him was the man's openness and willingness to keep things going the way they were - in a more private setting of course. "I'll look forward to that then." he chuckled and and pursed his lips. Somehow he liked it, he liked this side of him as much as he liked the grumbling man who'd likely slap his hand away at the mention of something like this. What was there not to like about any side of him?
Feeling his hand slip away and his words to confirm, he was ready to get off of his lap before he raised a brow when he felt his grip on his hips. Did he not want him to move? He chuckled under his breath, and nodded, "I didn't take you for a cuddler." he teased, turning around as he asked him to and sat back against the man. Leaning into his chest before he made himself comfortable, taking his arm and draped it over himself before he took his hand and began brushing his skin with his thumb. "Is this good?" he asked, looking over his shoulder, clearly enjoying his new seat.
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2023 9:25 pm
tab ʟσcαтισɴ : Hσme | cσмραɴץ : Saeyong. | ғєєʟιɴɢ : Content | тнσυɢнтs : "This is more comforting than I thought..." | ʀєsιםєɴcє : 1513 Lumiere Housing District | ρʀσғιʟє : Here
σccυραтισɴ : Soleil Librarian | sтαтυs : Single | συтғιт: : Casual clothes for once | σσc : Avi is his usual color, Masumi is this color, Marcellus is this color, and Castielle is this color.
It has been some time since the last time he's been able to sit with someone like this. He once was someone pretty tactile. When his brothers were younger, they would sit in his lap so he could read them a story. When him and Masumi became older and took each other on as lovers, it is the spot in which Masumi liked to sit so they could be close while the would talk or read to each other. That all ended when his father took over. His nice little times, and his willingness to let another person touch him ever again all disappeared from his grasp. He had forgotten for so long how nice it felt to put his arms around someone and just hold them as they leaned into his embrace. ”I haven't been for a long time.”
He minds his strength as he holds the man a little tighter to bring him in close. When Saeyong turns to look towards him, he steals another kiss before giving a small grin. "Mm, its good." After he presses another kiss, his gaze turns to the door as the others file back in. Masumi stops in his tracks at first, staring at them quietly as the other two continue towards the couch. They lock eyes before Masumi's face softens and he gives a warm and pleased smile as he continues walking too. Sitting next to the two, Masumi leans against Avi's side, Castielle takes the seat next to him, and Marcellus next to Cas now that there is extra space with Saeyong in Avi's lap.
None of them say anything as the movie continues on, but he can feel the contentedness radiating off those of his family as they gather like old times and just enjoy each other's company. As soon as the movie is over, Cas is back up though, now looking through the movies for the next one. "That movie was kind of garbage." Marcellus chuckles before he is also breaking the silence. "It was kind of bad." Masumi huffs as he crosses his arms. "That is apart of the charm!" He's snorting in amusement himself as he rests his chin against the top of Saeyong's head. "It wasn't that bad. You're just dramatic Cas."
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2023 12:11 pm
❛ Saeyong Joon ❜
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Anneyong! I’m 준 새용 || I'm feeling Satisfied with the attention || I'm speaking to Avi, his friend and family || Where am I? Octavius' house || What am I wearing? My attempt at respectful - gloomy
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Saeyong took a deep breath, hearing his words made him realize how much the man has had to hold back. Until their last meet, he would have assumed that the other didn't enjoy being touched, he proved otherwise from his subtle touches and cloth layered embraces - until the barrier broke and they found themselves exploring for more. He liked this too though, it was pleasant and he could still feel the man's steady breathing on his back, his grip keeping him steady against him and the warmth of his hand against his own. He couldn't recall the last time someone wanted to remain by him like this, to savor the moment after things had passed. Maybe a few when he was younger but too naive and restless to appreciate it. "At least you can be now." he'd say with a little smile.
Shuffling to let him bring him closer, he finds himself warm again when he felt the other steal a kiss from him. Affection was clearly his melting point and he wasn't very sure on how to act. But he quickly recovered and returned his kiss, stopping when he heard the door open and the other start entering. He took a moment to gauge the reactions between the two once lovers, seeing nothing akin to visible displeasure. It wasn't often he'd have that sort of reaction but he was glad it wasn't unpleasant even. He brushed his thumb over Octavius' hand and returns his attention to the movie just as the others, occasionally reminding him he was there by squeezing and stroking his hand.
Reaching up to brush the man's cheek while he was leaning over his head, he smiled a little to himself while the men argued over how bad the movie was. Honestly, he didn't mind it as much, especially as a background and the flashing colors over the man's visage when things got a little steamy between the two. "It wasn't too bad." he'd say, brushing the back of his fingers along the man's cheek before slipping them higher to sink into his hair and start gently scratching at his head. Affection didn't come easy to him, but he was doing what he felt like, hoping it translated the way he intended for it to.
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2023 12:28 am
tab ʟσcαтισɴ : Hσme | cσмραɴץ : Saeyong. | ғєєʟιɴɢ : Content | тнσυɢнтs : "This is nice..." | ʀєsιםєɴcє : 1513 Lumiere Housing District | ρʀσғιʟє : Here
σccυραтισɴ : Soleil Librarian | sтαтυs : Single | συтғιт: : Casual clothes for once | σσc : Avi is his usual color, Masumi is this color, Marcellus is this color, and Castielle is this color.
He didn't want to answer that comment, because it had so much weight for him to finally realize that it was true. He can do that now. He can do whatever he pleases now. It is overwhelming much like earlier when all of the joy made him feel unworthy. It will be awhile longer until he can feel like he isn't sitting on a mountain of bodies still, but at least for now Saeyong and the others are grounding him. "Mm, I can be someone now." He can be more than his father's weapon, Marc and Castielle's shield, or Masumi's lover. He can just be Avi who wants to sit here and enjoy the warmth he gets while holding someone without an ounce of fear in his heart.
It was difficult to focus solely on the movie and not on his desires to press more kisses against the man's neck. On top of smelling nice to the hybrid, he is warm and relaxing with soft skin, and a constant presence with his subtle touches to let Avi know he was still there. Like he already knew the man might be concerned that he's not in the real world.
He sticks his tongue out at Cas before giving into his thoughts and giving the man's neck a quick kiss. Just something to return the touching against his face before he is smirking over at Cas. "3 against 2 Cas. You guys lose." He man huffs as he aggressively shoves in the next movie before grabbing his drink. "I didn't even watch it, I was so focused on you, but don't tell him that." The man whispers into Sae's ear before he's settling back again as the next movie starts.
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2023 11:06 am
❛ Saeyong Joon ❜
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It was understandable, after learning more about him about his hesitation. Seeing his personality too, very different from his own reminded him why it was a big deal for him to even get so far with his touch. It was nice though, even if it was for selfish reasons for himself, but was it selfish if he enjoyed seeing the other loosen up and smile for a change? To see him relaxed and not standing with his shoulders so firm and tense? "You can be you." he stated quickly. Even if he wouldn't have been there to be the one to break him out of his shell, he was glad that his family and friend was there for him. As aloof as he might have seemed, there was something about this man that made him think of him more than he should enjoy admitting.
It wasn't easy for Saeyong himself to focus on the film when he just learned that he could touch the other without being told off. It was like a new treat for him that he enjoyed a little more than the pain, and he wanted more of it. Though, he was mindful of his guests and kept his touches minimal but enough to remind him he was there. He looked a little startled from the kiss, though shuffled and leaned close again. Watching the man as he rubbed it in, he chuckled quietly to himself as his hand continued gently brushing along the other's skin. "All's good, I wasn't paying attention myself." he admits as he turns to the side to say that, straightening up as he considers a thought and eases his hand away from him.
"I'll be back." he says, "You can keep the movie going." he adds, slipping out of the man's grip with an assuring pat to his shoulder and exits for a quick break and stretch outside the room. He did make his way to the bathroom just in case. As much as he would have used this to draw the other out to resume their attention since neither wanted to focus on the movie, he also considered that his family was here and he'd want to be with them at least for a while longer.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2023 1:48 am
tab ʟσcαтισɴ : Hσme | cσмραɴץ : Saeyong. | ғєєʟιɴɢ : Alittle Embarrassed and pressured | тнσυɢнтs : "That was more embarrassing than I expected it to ever be…." | ʀєsιםєɴcє : 1513 Lumiere Housing District | ρʀσғιʟє : Here
σccυραтισɴ : Soleil Librarian | sтαтυs : Single | συтғιт: : Casual clothes for once | σσc : Avi is his usual color, Masumi is this color, Marcellus is this color, and Castielle is this color.
It was nice to hang out with his brothers and not worry about the next time something would go south. It was a bittersweet feeling since he still wasn’t sure how to process his fathers death, or that his mother’s things are so close to him. He’s pushing off a lot of hurt, but for right now he can relax. Right now he can feel Masumi leaning against him, hear Cas and Marc bicker quietly, while feeling Saeyong’s warmth. "Mm, we can’t wait. I’ll probably have to step out soon for dinner anyways." Though he’d rather just keep holding the man and enjoying the company, he doesn’t want Sae to feel smothered by it. So he leans back and releases him, watching him go until he hears a throat clearing.
When he turns to them, all three men are watching them with varying expressions. Masumi looks pleased, Cas looked pinched, and Marcellus looks smug for whatever reason. ”You looked really cozy.” Castielle huffs as he stands up to stretch. ”Earlier they were super comfy with each other’s mouths.” Marcellus looks stunned, and now Masumi is staring at him in surprise. ”It took us years to kiss…” He knows he doesn’t have to say anything to him, never needs to explain himself to any of them. But Masumi’s expression still has him feeling guilty so he goes to apologize and explain…yet he doesn’t need to. Because now Masumi is laughing as he nudged Avi. ”You looked so horrified. I was just kidding! I know why we couldn’t right away. We could have hurt each other.” He sighs, giving Masumi his best unamused stare until he’s had enough of their expectant expressions and stands.
"I actually think I will start on dinner. You guys can put on a movie, yeah?" Though they protest a little and say he has to share, he waves them off and exits the room to head to the kitchen. After checking on Atlas and making sure he has his meal, he takes a minute to survey what he has in hopes that he can make something Saeyong will like.
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Posted: Tue Oct 31, 2023 9:38 am
❛ Saeyong Joon ❜
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Anneyong! I’m 준 새용 || I'm feeling Good || I'm speaking to Avi, his friend and family || Where am I? Octavius' house || What am I wearing? My attempt at respectful - gloomy
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Saeyong was quite pleased with this attention, if it was up to him, he wouldn't want them to stop doing the little that they were. This was new, or at least, it felt new. He didn't think he'd enjoy sitting against someone like this, doing nothing remotely exciting but just basking in the wonderful feeling of the intimacy they shared. "I can help with dinner." he said, his lips curling into a playful smirk as he thought about mainly distracting him, but a place around knives and heat might not be a good idea - even if he wouldn't mind getting hurt or burned. When did he start caring too much about another's wellbeing?
The man stepped out, considering the man's family's presence and how they'd want to spend some more time with him. While Saeyong was enjoying their moment, he figured he wasn't letting them enjoy his company as much, so he took a moment to attend nature's call and give them a moment to themselves too. He stood at the mirror once he was done, tilting his head a little and watched his neck where the man nipped him a few times, slowly raised his shirt where he touched him and took a deep breath. He quickly fixed himself so he his mind didn't wander and slowly lead him to the situation he found himself in earlier. Stepping out, he noticed someone in the kitchen and instead of heading back, he decided to take a peek if it was Octavius there.
"Do you need help?" he asked, after a good while of contemplating surprising him by sneaking up to him or just announcing his presence. He didn't wait around though, he moved up to him and wrapped his arms around the man's frame, embracing him from behind. He planted a few kisses to his back, partly from affection and partly to see if he'd react and squirm before he rest his head against him and swayed gently with him in his grip.
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Posted: Tue Oct 31, 2023 2:44 pm
tab ʟσcαтισɴ : Hσme | cσмραɴץ : Saeyong. | ғєєʟιɴɢ : Excited | тнσυɢнтs : "If I touch his skin again, will he squirm?" | ʀєsιםєɴcє : 1513 Lumiere Housing District | ρʀσғιʟє : Here
σccυραтισɴ : Soleil Librarian | sтαтυs : Single | συтғιт: : Casual clothes for once | σσc : Avi is his usual color, Masumi is this color, Marcellus is this color, and Castielle is this color.
He heard the movement in the restroom along with the chattering of his family. He didn't want to pry, but it was hard for him to not be alert with so many people around him. Perhaps one day he will finally realize that people aren't actually trying to kill him and finally relax. But right now, he will continue tracking the man's steps as he comes out of the restroom. He expects to hear them walking back towards the living room, but they deviate, moving towards him instead. He tries to not perk up at the sound of the steps growing louder as the man gets closer to the kitchen.
”Actually, yes. You can pick what you want to eat.” His brothers, despite having high class tastes over the years, are not picky at all when it comes to eating. "We've had an array of different types of meals, so I figure that you can pick. Perhaps you will have something we haven't tried before." And if he didn't know how to make it, he can always get the recipe for it that he can follow.
The kisses against his back are like searing brands, making him remember their heated time in the living room. He should really calm down with that. Just because it has been a really long time since he's done anything sexual, doesn't mean that he can get excited at every little thing Saeyong does. That would give the man way too much power to tease him. "Just a fair warning, I may have to look up a recipe if I don't know it." He shuts the fridge so he can turn around and lean against it, pulling Saeyong in by his hips. "Unless you have a recipe you know?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2023 5:11 am
❛ Saeyong Joon ❜
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Anneyong! I’m 준 새용 || I'm feeling Intrigued, helpful || I'm speaking to Avi, his friend and family || Where am I? Octavius' house || What am I wearing? My attempt at respectful - gloomy
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Saeyong wasn't aware that the man might have already noticed him before he even thought of surprising him, if he knew, he'd try to be more discreet despite how futile it would be. He didn't worry too much about death himself. While it was rather bothersome to find holes or blood stains in some of his favorite attire, it did send a bit of a rush down his being from the pain. Knowing himself, he would recover eventually, so it was never a problem either. What was a problem was a feisty meal on a bad day. Octavius wasn't one though, so it didn't matter too much.
"I don't want to pick something that will be disliked by the general masses." he said, considering he didn't know them too well to rule out possible dislikes in certain foods or allergens. His arms wrapped around him as food seemed to be secondary now that he was holding him, humming quietly to himself in thought. He pressed his nose against his back over his clothes as he'd him and think of what to say while enjoying holding him. "I suppose I wouldn't want to trouble you with something elaborate." he said in thought.
Wondering if the kisses were doing anything to the man, he'd look up when he got pulled over, his mind now tempted with the closeness to give their heated moment another try, but he didn't want his guests complaining either. He rest his chin on his chest and watched those captivating blue orbs while he straightened himself up and moved his hands down to his waist. "How about something noodle based? Or pasta of some sort, those shouldn't be much work...the sauce can be fairly simple too." he'd suggest, "But, I am here to help if you wanted to do something more elaborate." he'd add, trying to tickle him now simply to tease him.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2023 11:05 am
tab ʟσcαтισɴ : Hσme | cσмραɴץ : Saeyong. | ғєєʟιɴɢ : Way too excited | тнσυɢнтs : "Round...incredibly round...I need to calm down." | ʀєsιםєɴcє : 1513 Lumiere Housing District | ρʀσғιʟє : Here
σccυραтισɴ : Soleil Librarian | sтαтυs : Single | συтғιт: : Casual clothes for once | σσc : Avi is his usual color, Masumi is this color, Marcellus is this color, and Castielle is this color.
”They may seem like they are picky, but they aren't really. We are all mixed, so we tend to have a large variety of cultural foods.” Asian was the most predominate over all others due to his brothers and Masumi being from a Japanese mother, but they still liked to experiment with what they ate typically. "It makes no difference to me if it is elaborate. I am open to trying something new and challenging." Because apparently he's been trying a lot of new things today.
He raises a brow at the tickling, but doesn't seem to react to it. Instead he moves his hands up under Saeyong's shirt again to press his hands against his skin. The higher he gets, the more he increases the pain index until he's stopping on the ribs. "Pasta is a very vague choice, so narrow it down for me a bit more. What kind of noodles do you want? What sauce? Red, green, or white? What kind of meat are you craving for?" The hands on his ribs start sliding towards his back, working their way down the length of his spine so he can pull him closer by his lower back. Slowly, he lessens the pain again so he can get a coherent answer. "I enjoy details, Saeyong." He leans in close towards the end of his sentence as the hands on Saeyong's back slide down further, using a husky and sensual tone for the man's name before he's all at once pulling away with a playful grin. He rounds the counter in the center so he can go to the sink to wash his hands in order to start prepping. "Pasta is a good idea though." He says normally, as if he wasn't just grabbing the man's butt and touching his bare skin sensually.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2023 9:59 am
❛ Saeyong Joon ❜
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Anneyong! I’m 준 새용 || I'm feeling Intrigued, helpful || I'm speaking to Avi, his friend and family || Where am I? Octavius' house || What am I wearing? My attempt at respectful - gloomy
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Saeyong raised a brow when the man spoke of his brothers and their eating habits. Well, to be fair, he knew them better anyways so it wasn't something he could comment about or counter him for. "Very well, let me think then." he said quietly in thought. He made a quite hum to the man's proposition and pursed his lips in thought. Despite his openness to the idea, he didn't want him to go through the trouble of it even when he was more than willing to help.
Watching as he barely reacted to the tickling, he made a little groan in displeasure. He brushed his hands along his sides and shuddered when the man opted to touch him instead. The pain made his eyes widen as his attention shifted solely onto him, listening but not fully comprehending. "Narrow..?" he asked almost mindlessly, shaking it off before he tilted his head a little in thought and now finally back to his senses as he leaned into his touch. He moved his own hands under his shirt now and tried to feel his skin while he thought. "Details..." he mumbled and glanced back up, "I suppose poultry sounds like a good protein source." he started off, feeling his heart pounding. Was it the pain? Or was it the sweet tone he used?
Looking startled when he pulled away, he stood there for a moment, gathering his thoughts like he couldn't process what had just happened. His brows knit a little as he made a quiet huff and walked over, giving his derriere quick smack for good measure before washing his hands next to him, shoving him aside with his hips. "What kind of pasta?" he asked, drying his hands with a nearby kitchen towel before he stepped away. "What do you want me to do, besides sit here and look pretty?" he asked.
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