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[ Once Vanitas manages to shake Noé by the shoulders, he's able to re-focus and listen to Vanitas more attentively. His eyes keep wandering back to that one spot, so much so that he has to force himself to look away. He's finding it hard to do both at once, but he gets the gist of what Vanitas is saying. To think that the doctor was forced into these sorts of situations, knowing how guarded and private he can be...
It doesn't sit well with Noé, less for his own sake and more for his companion's. It makes him wonder if it's better that he's here for moral support at the very least, or worse if it's going to be more stressful. In the end, neither of them can control it, he supposes, just like how he can't quite dampen the curiosity of how it must feel to kiss Vanitas.
Yeah, he's blaming that on the food. ]
So they're forcing people into these situations... I see. [ But while the other is worried for Noé: ] However...are you okay, Vanitas?
[Vanitas, as perceptive as he is, picks up on Noé acting strangely right away. He'd been similarly strange the time he had that episode where he caught the scent of his blood for the first time, but that had been non-negotiable. At the time there was so much he didn't want Noé to know. Things were a little different now.
Not that he's going to let the vampire bite him right now, but.. he see's where Noé is looking and there is easier middle ground.]
We both know I've survived worse than this. Why don't you ask me what you really want? [He leans in closer, and it's easier to invade Noé's space than he could have imagined, draping his legs up over his thighs as he tugs him closer by the back of his stupid always effortlessly styled hair. It's so annoying how Noé has no idea how attractive he, and how badly he's wanted to do this--the latter he'll never admit to anyone, even though it must be obvious with how his heart is racing as he waits.]
[ Noé wants an answer from Vanitas, whether it be in Vanitas' movements, facial expressions, the way he puts up those walls to hide the truth - because these are all things that will be a giveaway to Noé that maybe his friend isn't doing as well as he likes to let on. Still, his mind is hazy, and he's having a hard time staying focused. ... And then Vanitas leans in, and plants himself right on Noé's lap. Then that hand goes into his hair and pulls him in, and Noé is left with the fiery desire to close that gap. He's not oblivious enough to not pick up on Vanitas wanting something similar.
Again, he's associating this little moment with the dessert he ate, but honestly? If he's going to engage in intimacy, he may as well start off with someone he trusts, and the idea of it isn't revolting. Actually, something about it is kind of exciting. ]
What I want...? [ He utters it under his breath, and then before he can say it, one of his hands reaches up and grips Vanitas' collar. (Noé's not going to bother with being delicate with him.) Then, he pulls him in to press their lips together in a firm yet inexperienced kiss. ]
[Vanitas can't help but keep his guard up in moments like this. Noé can be dense sometimes about how the world works, but his emotional intelligence is incredible. He knows when something is off with just a look, and Vanitas hates it. It's not because he doesn't trust the vampire--it's something else entirely.]
Just do it. You'll feel bett--mmn. [He doesn't expect Noé to close the gap so suddenly, but he feels warmth bubbling up in his chest and spreading outward anyway. Vanitas tries to beat that sentimental part of him into submission as he presses forward with matched intensity.
His lips part and he invades Noé's mouth with his tongue, testing him to see at what point he will feel disgust and pull away from him. Vanitas is mentally prepared for that reality, steeling himself for the possibility that Noé's feelings might not be reciprocated.]
[ Noé isn't entirely surprised by Vanitas' ferocity, but he still lets out a muffled, surprised noise when Vanitas pushes his tongue past Noé's lips. What may come as a surprise to the doctor, however, is that this advance is not met with disgust or resistance. Actually, it seems like Noé's welcoming it, what with how he tries to meet Vanitas halfway. He's going entirely based off of instinct here with how their tongues brush against each other, how he lets his other hand rest on Vanitas' lower back to pull him closer.
They've been through plenty of things together, and what started as a reluctant alliance on Noé's end turned into genuine care. He's a little nervous about this, if only because he doesn't really know how to address this after the fact if it goes south somehow, but he mostly feels secure. Like he's allowed to learn and try things out here because it's with someone he finds comfort in.
Noé is the one to break the kiss because he really needs to catch his breath, but his lips are quick to move towards Vanitas' neck because he is greedy and would like to -
ah, wait. ]
Don't worry, [ His voice is rough but sincere all the same. ] I won't drink your blood.
[ And he tentatively presses his lips near his jaw, but only once. Trying to prove a point that he won't cross that line. ]
[The kiss is something that he's going to think about for days after this, but as far as he'll allow Noé to see, it's just a tactical move in response to this situation they've found themselves in.
He feels Noé's hand on his lower back drawing him closer instead of pushing him away. Vanitas' body relaxes in response, too easily at ease in this situation to call it platonic. His neck is particularly sensitive, so he has to stifle the sound that threatens to come out in response.
Then, all of a sudden he remembers. He can't let Noé bite him. Vanitas' face burns comically red, but not out of anger. There are so many things he's done here that he can't possibly let Noé see simply due to the sexual nature. And then there's the one thing...he's such a hypocrite. ]
It's not that.. [A lot of what he had been concerned about before, Misha had revealed to Noé anyway. It's his more recent memories that cause Vanitas to gently shove his friend a safer distance away momentarily, the taste of him still very much on his lips.] I drank someone's blood..
[ Noé is trying to be patient because he knows how firm Vanitas is with his boundaries. He's fully prepared to be denied here, and that's fine, he's been through it before and he can handle it a second time. Even if Vanitas' blood would, in fact, be very nice to consume at least once, and even if it smells so good, he simply won't bite. It's fine.
So when Vanitas pushes him away, he's not surprised. He figures that maybe there's some concern there, that Noé will go back on his word and bite Vanitas anyway - but that's not the case.
Instead, it's... ]
...What? [ ??? Hello? ] You drank someone's blood?!
[His cheeks are still flushed, the blush not leaving him even after he starts to awkwardly laugh and pat Noé on the shoulder like it's no big deal. It's such a big deal. He really hasn't allowed himself to go in depth with the implications of that, but it's the one thing he doesn't want Noé to accidentally see. That one is definitely a memory that requires a conversation as a disclaimer.]
I.. [He starts to move his hands as he tries to explain where his mind was in that moment, but putting the words together proves tricky.] After all the experiments, and how much I used the book. I wanted to know if I was still human or if I'm...something else.
[Blue eyes eventually settle on Noé, connecting the dots about why he felt the need to confess to it.] I just want to apologize for the way I acted when you asked to taste my blood. It was unfair. [Vanitas leans forward until his forehead hits Noé's shoulder.] I'm sorry.
[ Noé's chest aches when Vanitas elaborates. He remembers hearing about those experiments, and seeing them made him feel pretty ill. He remembers how much Vanitas endured and suffered as a child, what the book did to Mikhail and what it might even do to Vanitas. After hearing this, in a way, he's glad Vanitas doesn't have the book right now. It'll keep him one step further from losing his humanity.
What renders him speechless, however, is the apology. It's the second one he's gotten from Vanitas with the first one not having been that long ago for Noé. It's significant and it means something, but instead of commenting on how it's strange to hear Vanitas talking like this, he'll place his hand on the back of his friend's head instead. ]
You don't need to apologize. I was out of line, and I understand why you reacted the way you did.
[ Especially after that night at the carnival. It's no wonder why Vanitas wanted to keep his memories so private. He really can't hold it against him anymore. ]
[Vanitas still treasures his humanity, even as his work brings him closer to losing it. Probably treasuring it more because of that same risk.]
I hadn't considered what it might be like for you at the time.. [All he could think of in the moment were all of his secrets and how he couldn't keep them if Noé knew the things about him he wanted to keep hidden. It added a level of vulnerability that he never wanted, and the last person he wants to look at him with pity is Noé.]
I'm not a vampire. [He nods slowly, hoping that he hadn't kept Noé in suspense by waiting to state the obvious. But also the blood wasn't bad tasting, and didn't make him sick, so maybe not quite as human as he'd like, but he'll take it.] I needed to be sure, and now I am.
[Although a part of him wonders if Noé might be more interested in his company if that were the case, it doesn't change how he feels about wanting to hold on to the last of his humanity when that psychotic doctor tried to remove his choice in the matter.]
And you're a terrible kisser. [100% a lie, but for obvious reasons.] But we can work on that.
[ Noé's glad to hear that Vanitas is still here as himself, which is what he's always wanted, and there's a moment where he feels the need to be the protective one instead. Forget about his own inexperience being a cause of concern for Vanitas, because he's sure he'd have a word with anyone who wants to take advantage of his companion again. ... Unless that's what Vanitas wants, he supposes. He's learning that some people are into that sort of thing, and he's not going to attempt to figure out what Vanitas' kinks are. (For now.)
All of those thoughts fly out the window when the comment about being a terrible kisser gets out. Any charitable thought Noé had towards Vanitas is quickly pushed to the side in favor of their daily bickering session. An alarmed noise escapes his lips, then: ]
W-what were you expecting?! I've never kissed anyone before, unlike you!
[ He Remembers. He remembers the night they met Jeanne. He's not all that upset about the comment, he's just flustered and trying to make a point. He knows he's terrible. ]
But...if you really wouldn't mind, I- [ He's not entirely sure what he's saying anymore. He's just saying what feels right. ] I could use some pointers. And...I don't mind if you're the one showing me how to do it.
[Can't be taken advantage of if he's generally the one taking the advantage, but Noé doesn't need to know that. Without his moral compass in the form of a certain Archiviste, Vanitas has fallen back into old patterns, protecting himself by behaving as unlikable as possible. Pushing buttons, being contrary, the list goes on..]
Then be glad I got to you first. [The way he speaks makes it sound like there are wolves on the hunt for people as innocent as Noé, and while that might be true, Vanitas quickly became one of the wolves to avoid being anyone's prey. He leans in again to initiate the kiss this time, easily claiming Noé's lips again under the guise of helping.
The truth of it is that while Noé goes out of his way to protect all the people he cares about, he doesn't do as good a job at protecting himself. So Vanitas is glad to have him back where he can keep an eye on him.] That's better. [He speaks into the kiss, smiling against Noé's lips as he pushes him down onto his back so they take up the entirety of the bench.]
I'm surprised you and Domi haven't...you know. [He shifts his position to settle on Noé's lap, looking down at him for a moment between kisses.]
[ He really is glad that he found Vanitas first, that much is true. Noé's given other kisses while he's been here but none have been like this. There's a quiet, muffled noise that he makes when Vanitas kisses him again, and instinctively, his arms wrap around the other's waist, pulling Vanitas' smaller frame against him. It's true that Noé doesn't have much in the way of self-preservation, as it's something he's given up on ever since failing to do right by Louis. That's why he's honing in on being concerned about Vanitas, because Noé imagines that this place couldn't have been easy to adjust to, knowing his limits and all.
But then Noé gets pushed onto the bench, and he feels that smile against his lips. That's good. He's glad this isn't an entirely terrible experience for Vanitas, because Noé himself finds it interesting. He's still trying to figure everything out and hasn't entirely lost himself in pleasure just yet. Especially when Vanitas pulls back and says that. ]
Me and Domi...? [ He needs a moment to continue because he's also trying to catch his breath. ] No, things aren't like that between us. [ As far as he's aware, anyway. ] I mean, if she asked, I suppose I would, but...
[ Yeah, if she wanted Noé to kiss her for some reason, he would. He could see her being curious about it if nothing else, and he'd rather be the one to do it than someone who can't be trusted. (Poor Domi is suffering in the background.) They can talk about Domi later, though, because she's not the one straddling him right now. ]
Vanitas... I wasn't happy about being here, and I'd still like to go home - but I'm just glad I can be here for you, if nothing else.
[It shouldn't be this easy to kiss someone he considers a friend, he thinks. But the longer he gets used to Noé's lips on his, the more greedy he gets for more. He's not shy about encouraging the other pair of lips apart and sliding his tongue past them. Noé tastes good in a way that he thinks he should keep to himself, making a little sound when he accidentally feels the gentle scrape of sharp teeth but it clearly isn't enough to stop him.
Vanitas only gives him as much space as necessary to catch his breath, looking down over him with his inky black hair hanging in his face, blue gaze pinning Noé down more than his hands at the moment.]
You're hopeless. [Vanitas sighs. He suspects Domi feels the same about Noé as he does, but perhaps an even more concentrated feeling since she's known him since childhood, yet he doubts the man has any idea at all.]
I'm not happy about being here either, but I don't think there's a way out without playing the game. [And in order to win they'll need one of each card--and there's only one way to get those. Vanitas squeezes Noé's hips with his thighs to get his undivided attention.] And if you refuse to participate too many times, bad things start to happen, and then you turn to stone... [Thankfully he doesn't know from experience, but it seems like a fate everyone will want to avoid.]
[ Yeah, he's right about that. Noé really doesn't know why Vanitas calls him hopeless, but there are a lot of things about Vanitas that he doesn't quite get yet, anyway. He's also finally feeling like his head is spinning, his cheeks are hot and you know, maybe Vanitas is right, because he feels pretty hopeless kissing the other man right now. Hopeless in that he'd like more and has no interest in stopping. There's something about him that makes it difficult for Noé to slow down, and it shows in how he matches the intensity of the kiss.
The squeeze to his hips gets him to be more alert again. ]
I see. This...really does feel like we're being used as some form of entertainment. [ Which isn't great, but he's too caught up in what's happening now to give it much thought. ] So you shouldn't hesitate to tell me if you need help. Okay?
[ He's not aware of Vanitas' activities here whatsoever, but maybe it'll make things easier if he knows he can find Noé when he's in a pinch. With that, though, Noé leans in and brings Vanitas in for yet another kiss, one of many they're going to have today, he's sure. ]
[The things he's had to do to survive here would make Noé blush, but Vanitas doesn't want to be judged for it. At least not right now. Noé's not the type to judge from a bad place, but even if it's just in jest, Vanitas can't see a reality where he ends up without his feelings hurt--so he decides not to say anything about it. Nevermind that it must be obvious at this point.
He'd arrived here a virgin months ago, and now? He's become someone versatile enough to survive. Instead of mourning over it, he decides to feel thankful for his experiences to ready him for showing Noé what he's missed out on.]
I don't know who watches us, but I think you're right. We're rewarded for putting on a good show. [He stares down at Noé with narrowed eyes when he suggests that Vanitas come to him for help, and the only thing he does is help himself to shifting in a deliberate way to grind down against the other's lap shamelessly.]
I'm the one helping you, and you might be confused now, but you'll thank me later. [Vanitas looks up and glances around before starting to undo each button of Noé shirt.] Maybe we should go somewhere more private.
[ A sharp gasp leaves his lips when Vanitas grinds down, pushes right up against his quickly growing arousal. It's an incredibly pleasurable sensation and he almost moves again to feel that friction, and then Vanitas starts unbuttoning his shirt and suggests privacy. It finally hits him that they're probably going to sleep with each other, and he genuinely doesn't mind. To him, it feels like another side of Vanitas he'll get to see and know. That, and he's also just incredibly turned on.
Man. He's only been here for a (very) hot minute, but he already feels things in his inner world starting to shift. ]
Y-you'll have to lead the way, [ Obviously. They both know Noé sucks with directions. ] I'll follow you.
[ He's not even going to bother buttoning his shirt back up, either. He's eager to keep going but privacy is probably for the best, here. ]
[Vanitas is consistently filled with surprise when Noé doesn't protest, pull away, or push him away. He expected to face some amount of resistance, but instead he gets a shameless movement that just encourages Vanitas to push harder just to see how far Noé would really allow him to go before he changes his mind.
But that moment doesn't seem to be coming, and no amount of time in a sex resort could make Vanitas okay with public indecency.]
We could go to my room but.. [His rank is low, so his accommodations are basic, but the two of them had been previously sharing a single hotel room before, so maybe he's just overthinking.] Can I ask you something?
[Once they get up, Vanitas pulls Noé's shirt together, buttoning just one of the buttons for the walk. It's an elevator ride, then a few flights of stairs down for the levels the elevators don't go to, so they'll have a little bit of time to talk while Vanitas leads the way.] Why are you so comfortable with me?
[ He won't really care too much about the accommodations. If anything, he'd just want to get Vanitas a better place. Should they even room together here? He would like to, but he has no idea how things work here, so...
He's still in a bit of a daze when Vanitas asks his question. Noé's following him without question, without paying much mind to his surroundings. It's hard to really concentrate on any of that right now. His mind is on Vanitas, at least, so the question doesn't get missed. ]
Because I care about you. [ It's as simple as that. ] You're my friend, whether you like it or not. And if you don't feel that way, that's okay. It's not as if I'd change my mind about that.
[ Not after everything they've been through. He'd honestly be pretty upset if they couldn't stay friends after everything at the very least. ]
[It wasn't so long ago that he'd tried to kill Noé and when it came down to it, he couldn't do it. Vanitas isn't sure that means that they're friends, but it might be evidence that there's a stronger category of feeling that he has for the vampire that he hasn't let himself explore. He makes a noise to show that he finds the answer acceptable enough.]
Friends, then.
[He means to ask if Noé lets all of his friends kiss him, but Vanitas fears the answer might be yes, so he decides against it, instead quickening his pace back to his room. By the time they get there, he's ready to get out of his festival clothes, but his hands go straight for Noé's shirt, unbuttoning it and pushing it from his shoulders.
His eyes roam over the muscles of his chest and abs slowly now that they have the privacy to take their time. Vanitas pulls off his gloves and tosses them on top of the dresser so he can touch Noé directly. He almost forgets to be mindful of the blue pattern on his forearm, it's grown a bit in recent days because of Gevudan and then their fight, the periphery of the mark now invading a little past his wrist.]
Do you want to be on top or should I? [The question is forward, intentionally so, and the smirk on his face as he looks up at Noé might be a little too telling.]
[ He says it affirmatively, because that's simply what Vanitas is to him. A friend, a companion, though his feelings are stronger than just that. Vanitas just simply feels like someone Noé has become inseparable from and calling him a 'friend' is just the only way Noé knows how to word it. Not that he has much time to think about it, because Vanitas is already getting his shirt off.
The vampire shrugs it off despite how he's blushing, especially when Vanitas looks at him like that. The blue mark certainly grabs Noé's attention and he can't help but widen his eyes a little at how it's started to spread, but he's quickly taken back to the matter at hand when the question's presented to him. That smirk...ugh. It annoys Noé instinctively and his expression flattens a little, as it usually does when Vanitas is being a snarky little shit in his general vicinity. ]
I think you already know the answer to that. [ But on a more serious note: ] I'd like to learn from you.
[And because they're friends, Vanitas is more than willing to show Noé how to do the deed, not at all because he's going to enjoy every moment of the guy blushing and moaning beneath him. Heh. The perverted grin doesn't leave his face as he nods, nudging Noé down onto the bed. He's thankful for his agreement since if it comes down to it, Vanitas would easily be overpowered by him.]
Sit. [Vanitas isn't an expert on any of this. He's only had a couple of months of experience here, but still acts like he's some sort of expert in the matter. He stands in front of Noé, unfastening his trousers to push them down his hips to get fully undressed. He's already half hard from everything else and he's tempted to grab pull Noé's head closer to his crotch, but instead he's respectable about brushing the Archiviste's white-silver hair back and out of his face.]
Get comfortable, and take off your clothes. I'm going to use my fingers first to get you used to it. If you don't like something, just tell me, and I'll do it again--I mean. I won't do it again. [Vanitas is still messing around, joking to make light of the situation, partially so Noé doesn't get nervous the way he got so nervous the first.. and second.. also the third time.]
[ Noé isn't too bothered by that stupid grin of his, if only because he knows Vanitas is often so full of himself when he's taking the lead on things like this. While he can't say he regrets his decision, he sure is questioning it, even as he listens to Vanitas and sits on the bed. He watches as Vanitas undresses himself, and a deep red color spreads across his face, up to his ears. His instinct is to politely look away, so he does - but then he realizes that's besides the point when his hair is brushed out of his face. He looks respectfully for a moment before his eyes dart up to meet Vanitas' eyes again. He's nervous, yeah.
Still, Noé starts removing his slacks as instructed, because they should both be undressed. Despite how eager he is, he's also worried that Vanitas might change his mind...and then there's that little comment at the end. ]
I heard that.
[ Vanitas, you fiend. He's gotten his clothes off, though, and he's also already quite aroused. Thankfully, Noé is a little too busy squinting to appear nervous, so that little bit of humor might've worked... ]
[The moments when Noé averts his gaze, Vanitas just assumes that maybe his body is hard to look at with all the scars he has, so he doesn't hold it against him. On the other hand Noé is in remarkable shape and all his injuries usually heal away to smooth even skin. So pardon him for the way blue eyes comb over every part of him he can like they have a mind of their own.]
I'm joking. I know how to make you feel good. Don't worry.
[Even here, there's a library. He's done a lot of studying and research about this kind of thing to prepare him for moments like this. Vanitas grabs lube from a drawer and presses Noé down onto his back with a kiss. He settles on top of him, intentionally between his thighs, spreading his knees to separate Noé's legs further. The kiss is a distraction while he slicks his fingers to rub against his entrance to tease him.]
Just breathe, and relax. [He speaks into the kiss, sliding one finger inside, then pulling back a little to study Noé's face to make sure he's really okay. His other hand wraps around his arousal for slow strokes to distract from when he slides in a second finger.] At least mine isn't your size. You might have more to worry about then. [Another joke, and a glance to see if he's okay.]
[As much as Vanitas likes to pretend that he doesn't love or care about anyone or anything but himself, the truth is quite the opposite. Pretending that he doesn't care is so much easier than moments when his concern consumes him.]
[ Those words - I know how to make you feel good - do something to Noé, and he shudders just before Vanitas pulls him in for a kiss. Noé is placed on his back and spreads his legs, still hesitant but not so much that he seems unwilling. Nerves are at play, which makes him even more grateful that Vanitas is actually being really considerate about this. Relaxing seems like a good idea, what with how he gasps when Vanitas' finger slides inside of him.
It's not painful, but it'll take some getting used to. It feels strange but it also feels good. Noé's not really sure how to describe it, and maybe part of why it's so pleasurable is because of who's doing this, but with how he moans and how flushed his cheeks are, it's clear he's taking it pretty well. His eyes are closed, so he doesn't meet Vanitas' gaze just yet - they really shut when he feels Vanitas' other hand start stroking him. His hips buck slightly upward for a second before he falls back onto the bed. ]
Vanitas...
[ Yeah, he's enjoying this. He's also overwhelmed, because he's feeling so many things at once and he's never had anyone touch him like this before, obviously. The joke flies over his head- ] What about my size? [ Oh, honey. Sorry Vani. ]
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It doesn't sit well with Noé, less for his own sake and more for his companion's. It makes him wonder if it's better that he's here for moral support at the very least, or worse if it's going to be more stressful. In the end, neither of them can control it, he supposes, just like how he can't quite dampen the curiosity of how it must feel to kiss Vanitas.
Yeah, he's blaming that on the food. ]
So they're forcing people into these situations... I see. [ But while the other is worried for Noé: ] However...are you okay, Vanitas?
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Not that he's going to let the vampire bite him right now, but.. he see's where Noé is looking and there is easier middle ground.]
We both know I've survived worse than this. Why don't you ask me what you really want? [He leans in closer, and it's easier to invade Noé's space than he could have imagined, draping his legs up over his thighs as he tugs him closer by the back of his stupid always effortlessly styled hair. It's so annoying how Noé has no idea how attractive he, and how badly he's wanted to do this--the latter he'll never admit to anyone, even though it must be obvious with how his heart is racing as he waits.]
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Again, he's associating this little moment with the dessert he ate, but honestly? If he's going to engage in intimacy, he may as well start off with someone he trusts, and the idea of it isn't revolting. Actually, something about it is kind of exciting. ]
What I want...? [ He utters it under his breath, and then before he can say it, one of his hands reaches up and grips Vanitas' collar. (Noé's not going to bother with being delicate with him.) Then, he pulls him in to press their lips together in a firm yet inexperienced kiss. ]
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Just do it. You'll feel bett--mmn. [He doesn't expect Noé to close the gap so suddenly, but he feels warmth bubbling up in his chest and spreading outward anyway. Vanitas tries to beat that sentimental part of him into submission as he presses forward with matched intensity.
His lips part and he invades Noé's mouth with his tongue, testing him to see at what point he will feel disgust and pull away from him. Vanitas is mentally prepared for that reality, steeling himself for the possibility that Noé's feelings might not be reciprocated.]
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They've been through plenty of things together, and what started as a reluctant alliance on Noé's end turned into genuine care. He's a little nervous about this, if only because he doesn't really know how to address this after the fact if it goes south somehow, but he mostly feels secure. Like he's allowed to learn and try things out here because it's with someone he finds comfort in.
Noé is the one to break the kiss because he really needs to catch his breath, but his lips are quick to move towards Vanitas' neck because he is greedy and would like to -
ah, wait. ]
Don't worry, [ His voice is rough but sincere all the same. ] I won't drink your blood.
[ And he tentatively presses his lips near his jaw, but only once. Trying to prove a point that he won't cross that line. ]
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He feels Noé's hand on his lower back drawing him closer instead of pushing him away. Vanitas' body relaxes in response, too easily at ease in this situation to call it platonic. His neck is particularly sensitive, so he has to stifle the sound that threatens to come out in response.
Then, all of a sudden he remembers. He can't let Noé bite him. Vanitas' face burns comically red, but not out of anger. There are so many things he's done here that he can't possibly let Noé see simply due to the sexual nature. And then there's the one thing...he's such a hypocrite. ]
It's not that.. [A lot of what he had been concerned about before, Misha had revealed to Noé anyway. It's his more recent memories that cause Vanitas to gently shove his friend a safer distance away momentarily, the taste of him still very much on his lips.] I drank someone's blood..
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So when Vanitas pushes him away, he's not surprised. He figures that maybe there's some concern there, that Noé will go back on his word and bite Vanitas anyway - but that's not the case.
Instead, it's... ]
...What? [ ??? Hello? ] You drank someone's blood?!
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I.. [He starts to move his hands as he tries to explain where his mind was in that moment, but putting the words together proves tricky.] After all the experiments, and how much I used the book. I wanted to know if I was still human or if I'm...something else.
[Blue eyes eventually settle on Noé, connecting the dots about why he felt the need to confess to it.] I just want to apologize for the way I acted when you asked to taste my blood. It was unfair. [Vanitas leans forward until his forehead hits Noé's shoulder.] I'm sorry.
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What renders him speechless, however, is the apology. It's the second one he's gotten from Vanitas with the first one not having been that long ago for Noé. It's significant and it means something, but instead of commenting on how it's strange to hear Vanitas talking like this, he'll place his hand on the back of his friend's head instead. ]
You don't need to apologize. I was out of line, and I understand why you reacted the way you did.
[ Especially after that night at the carnival. It's no wonder why Vanitas wanted to keep his memories so private. He really can't hold it against him anymore. ]
Did you get the answer you were hoping for?
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I hadn't considered what it might be like for you at the time.. [All he could think of in the moment were all of his secrets and how he couldn't keep them if Noé knew the things about him he wanted to keep hidden. It added a level of vulnerability that he never wanted, and the last person he wants to look at him with pity is Noé.]
I'm not a vampire. [He nods slowly, hoping that he hadn't kept Noé in suspense by waiting to state the obvious. But also the blood wasn't bad tasting, and didn't make him sick, so maybe not quite as human as he'd like, but he'll take it.] I needed to be sure, and now I am.
[Although a part of him wonders if Noé might be more interested in his company if that were the case, it doesn't change how he feels about wanting to hold on to the last of his humanity when that psychotic doctor tried to remove his choice in the matter.]
And you're a terrible kisser. [100% a lie, but for obvious reasons.] But we can work on that.
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All of those thoughts fly out the window when the comment about being a terrible kisser gets out. Any charitable thought Noé had towards Vanitas is quickly pushed to the side in favor of their daily bickering session. An alarmed noise escapes his lips, then: ]
W-what were you expecting?! I've never kissed anyone before, unlike you!
[ He Remembers. He remembers the night they met Jeanne. He's not all that upset about the comment, he's just flustered and trying to make a point. He knows he's terrible. ]
But...if you really wouldn't mind, I- [ He's not entirely sure what he's saying anymore. He's just saying what feels right. ] I could use some pointers. And...I don't mind if you're the one showing me how to do it.
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Then be glad I got to you first. [The way he speaks makes it sound like there are wolves on the hunt for people as innocent as Noé, and while that might be true, Vanitas quickly became one of the wolves to avoid being anyone's prey. He leans in again to initiate the kiss this time, easily claiming Noé's lips again under the guise of helping.
The truth of it is that while Noé goes out of his way to protect all the people he cares about, he doesn't do as good a job at protecting himself. So Vanitas is glad to have him back where he can keep an eye on him.] That's better. [He speaks into the kiss, smiling against Noé's lips as he pushes him down onto his back so they take up the entirety of the bench.]
I'm surprised you and Domi haven't...you know. [He shifts his position to settle on Noé's lap, looking down at him for a moment between kisses.]
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But then Noé gets pushed onto the bench, and he feels that smile against his lips. That's good. He's glad this isn't an entirely terrible experience for Vanitas, because Noé himself finds it interesting. He's still trying to figure everything out and hasn't entirely lost himself in pleasure just yet. Especially when Vanitas pulls back and says that. ]
Me and Domi...? [ He needs a moment to continue because he's also trying to catch his breath. ] No, things aren't like that between us. [ As far as he's aware, anyway. ] I mean, if she asked, I suppose I would, but...
[ Yeah, if she wanted Noé to kiss her for some reason, he would. He could see her being curious about it if nothing else, and he'd rather be the one to do it than someone who can't be trusted. (Poor Domi is suffering in the background.) They can talk about Domi later, though, because she's not the one straddling him right now. ]
Vanitas... I wasn't happy about being here, and I'd still like to go home - but I'm just glad I can be here for you, if nothing else.
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Vanitas only gives him as much space as necessary to catch his breath, looking down over him with his inky black hair hanging in his face, blue gaze pinning Noé down more than his hands at the moment.]
You're hopeless. [Vanitas sighs. He suspects Domi feels the same about Noé as he does, but perhaps an even more concentrated feeling since she's known him since childhood, yet he doubts the man has any idea at all.]
I'm not happy about being here either, but I don't think there's a way out without playing the game. [And in order to win they'll need one of each card--and there's only one way to get those. Vanitas squeezes Noé's hips with his thighs to get his undivided attention.] And if you refuse to participate too many times, bad things start to happen, and then you turn to stone... [Thankfully he doesn't know from experience, but it seems like a fate everyone will want to avoid.]
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The squeeze to his hips gets him to be more alert again. ]
I see. This...really does feel like we're being used as some form of entertainment. [ Which isn't great, but he's too caught up in what's happening now to give it much thought. ] So you shouldn't hesitate to tell me if you need help. Okay?
[ He's not aware of Vanitas' activities here whatsoever, but maybe it'll make things easier if he knows he can find Noé when he's in a pinch. With that, though, Noé leans in and brings Vanitas in for yet another kiss, one of many they're going to have today, he's sure. ]
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He'd arrived here a virgin months ago, and now? He's become someone versatile enough to survive. Instead of mourning over it, he decides to feel thankful for his experiences to ready him for showing Noé what he's missed out on.]
I don't know who watches us, but I think you're right. We're rewarded for putting on a good show. [He stares down at Noé with narrowed eyes when he suggests that Vanitas come to him for help, and the only thing he does is help himself to shifting in a deliberate way to grind down against the other's lap shamelessly.]
I'm the one helping you, and you might be confused now, but you'll thank me later. [Vanitas looks up and glances around before starting to undo each button of Noé shirt.] Maybe we should go somewhere more private.
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Man. He's only been here for a (very) hot minute, but he already feels things in his inner world starting to shift. ]
Y-you'll have to lead the way, [ Obviously. They both know Noé sucks with directions. ] I'll follow you.
[ He's not even going to bother buttoning his shirt back up, either. He's eager to keep going but privacy is probably for the best, here. ]
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But that moment doesn't seem to be coming, and no amount of time in a sex resort could make Vanitas okay with public indecency.]
We could go to my room but.. [His rank is low, so his accommodations are basic, but the two of them had been previously sharing a single hotel room before, so maybe he's just overthinking.] Can I ask you something?
[Once they get up, Vanitas pulls Noé's shirt together, buttoning just one of the buttons for the walk. It's an elevator ride, then a few flights of stairs down for the levels the elevators don't go to, so they'll have a little bit of time to talk while Vanitas leads the way.] Why are you so comfortable with me?
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He's still in a bit of a daze when Vanitas asks his question. Noé's following him without question, without paying much mind to his surroundings. It's hard to really concentrate on any of that right now. His mind is on Vanitas, at least, so the question doesn't get missed. ]
Because I care about you. [ It's as simple as that. ] You're my friend, whether you like it or not. And if you don't feel that way, that's okay. It's not as if I'd change my mind about that.
[ Not after everything they've been through. He'd honestly be pretty upset if they couldn't stay friends after everything at the very least. ]
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Friends, then.
[He means to ask if Noé lets all of his friends kiss him, but Vanitas fears the answer might be yes, so he decides against it, instead quickening his pace back to his room. By the time they get there, he's ready to get out of his festival clothes, but his hands go straight for Noé's shirt, unbuttoning it and pushing it from his shoulders.
His eyes roam over the muscles of his chest and abs slowly now that they have the privacy to take their time. Vanitas pulls off his gloves and tosses them on top of the dresser so he can touch Noé directly. He almost forgets to be mindful of the blue pattern on his forearm, it's grown a bit in recent days because of Gevudan and then their fight, the periphery of the mark now invading a little past his wrist.]
Do you want to be on top or should I? [The question is forward, intentionally so, and the smirk on his face as he looks up at Noé might be a little too telling.]
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[ He says it affirmatively, because that's simply what Vanitas is to him. A friend, a companion, though his feelings are stronger than just that. Vanitas just simply feels like someone Noé has become inseparable from and calling him a 'friend' is just the only way Noé knows how to word it. Not that he has much time to think about it, because Vanitas is already getting his shirt off.
The vampire shrugs it off despite how he's blushing, especially when Vanitas looks at him like that. The blue mark certainly grabs Noé's attention and he can't help but widen his eyes a little at how it's started to spread, but he's quickly taken back to the matter at hand when the question's presented to him. That smirk...ugh. It annoys Noé instinctively and his expression flattens a little, as it usually does when Vanitas is being a snarky little shit in his general vicinity. ]
I think you already know the answer to that. [ But on a more serious note: ] I'd like to learn from you.
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Sit. [Vanitas isn't an expert on any of this. He's only had a couple of months of experience here, but still acts like he's some sort of expert in the matter. He stands in front of Noé, unfastening his trousers to push them down his hips to get fully undressed. He's already half hard from everything else and he's tempted to grab pull Noé's head closer to his crotch, but instead he's respectable about brushing the Archiviste's white-silver hair back and out of his face.]
Get comfortable, and take off your clothes. I'm going to use my fingers first to get you used to it. If you don't like something, just tell me, and I'll do it again--I mean. I won't do it again. [Vanitas is still messing around, joking to make light of the situation, partially so Noé doesn't get nervous the way he got so nervous the first.. and second.. also the third time.]
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Still, Noé starts removing his slacks as instructed, because they should both be undressed. Despite how eager he is, he's also worried that Vanitas might change his mind...and then there's that little comment at the end. ]
I heard that.
[ Vanitas, you fiend. He's gotten his clothes off, though, and he's also already quite aroused. Thankfully, Noé is a little too busy squinting to appear nervous, so that little bit of humor might've worked... ]
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I'm joking. I know how to make you feel good. Don't worry.
[Even here, there's a library. He's done a lot of studying and research about this kind of thing to prepare him for moments like this. Vanitas grabs lube from a drawer and presses Noé down onto his back with a kiss. He settles on top of him, intentionally between his thighs, spreading his knees to separate Noé's legs further. The kiss is a distraction while he slicks his fingers to rub against his entrance to tease him.]
Just breathe, and relax. [He speaks into the kiss, sliding one finger inside, then pulling back a little to study Noé's face to make sure he's really okay. His other hand wraps around his arousal for slow strokes to distract from when he slides in a second finger.] At least mine isn't your size. You might have more to worry about then. [Another joke, and a glance to see if he's okay.]
[As much as Vanitas likes to pretend that he doesn't love or care about anyone or anything but himself, the truth is quite the opposite. Pretending that he doesn't care is so much easier than moments when his concern consumes him.]
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It's not painful, but it'll take some getting used to. It feels strange but it also feels good. Noé's not really sure how to describe it, and maybe part of why it's so pleasurable is because of who's doing this, but with how he moans and how flushed his cheeks are, it's clear he's taking it pretty well. His eyes are closed, so he doesn't meet Vanitas' gaze just yet - they really shut when he feels Vanitas' other hand start stroking him. His hips buck slightly upward for a second before he falls back onto the bed. ]
Vanitas...
[ Yeah, he's enjoying this. He's also overwhelmed, because he's feeling so many things at once and he's never had anyone touch him like this before, obviously. The joke flies over his head- ] What about my size? [ Oh, honey. Sorry Vani. ]
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