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[He's been called pretty, but never delicate! Skies above, sea below, he hopes not! How would he ever have any fun.
The touch makes his hair stand on edge, and Tyki will feel Ianchus' chin move slightly as he resists the urge to bite his lip. Easy, easy, he's no fresh virgin, here. ]
Aha...
[Indelicate, sure--but there's an odd kind of grace, like a seal cutting through water, as Ianchus keeps himself facing Tyki, even as he slips into the room, hands folded casually behind his back. ]
Have you ever crushed a marigold in your fist? Seen the way its petals spring back, vibrant as ever?
[ He leans forward slightly, his eyes catching the light, his voice slightly hoarse.]
[He stands in the hall, lingering a little after, as if he's in no hurry of pursuit. He can take his time with this, and given the circumstances — he wants to. It's not every day he gets to be different, maybe truer to his inherited genes than before.
When Tyki finally comes into the room, he keeps the smile on his face even though it changes, darker, weight of his gaze heavier on the curves of Ianchus' body.]
You're playing a dangerous game with a stranger.
[Or maybe that's the point. Eventually his gaze sweeps over the room, taking stock of everything in it that might be available to him. The toys and instruments are new, though Tyki isn't ignorant after all he's seen since he woke up in this place. He doesn't know if he'll prefer anything else to his hands, but... he won't deny his own curiosity.]
Why don't you get on your knees first? I want to look at you better.
[The instruction is a test, to see how he's obeyed when giving an order.]
[Ianchus' lackadaisical attitude remains, though his gaze is fixed on Tyki and he doesn't miss the shift. Good.]
A safe game is no fun, aye?
[It's like being sized up by some sort of predator. Tyki's taller frame, the easy confidence he moves it, the way the shirt he wears reveals hints of the strong build underneath when he moves (ah, but with a waist that tapers so pleasantly--!)...he could see him as a panther, poised to strike. And here's slow, stupid Ianchus, a most generous meal.
"Why don't you get on your knees first?"
Ianchus's eyes widen slightly, and he can't stifle the little ha! that escapes his lips. There's a flash of something stubborn, almost bratty--but it disappears just as quickly, swallowed by Ianchus' usual languid, honeyed manner.]
Mmm, but you can see me well now, ah?
[He shifts a little, widening his stance, and reaches back, letting the curtain of his hair fall over his arms. His eyes never leave Tyki's.]
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did u know marigolds are one of his character flowers
The touch makes his hair stand on edge, and Tyki will feel Ianchus' chin move slightly as he resists the urge to bite his lip. Easy, easy, he's no fresh virgin, here. ]
Aha...
[Indelicate, sure--but there's an odd kind of grace, like a seal cutting through water, as Ianchus keeps himself facing Tyki, even as he slips into the room, hands folded casually behind his back. ]
Have you ever crushed a marigold in your fist? Seen the way its petals spring back, vibrant as ever?
[ He leans forward slightly, his eyes catching the light, his voice slightly hoarse.]
How many times do you think you can crush me?
i had no idea but i love this serendipity!!
When Tyki finally comes into the room, he keeps the smile on his face even though it changes, darker, weight of his gaze heavier on the curves of Ianchus' body.]
You're playing a dangerous game with a stranger.
[Or maybe that's the point. Eventually his gaze sweeps over the room, taking stock of everything in it that might be available to him. The toys and instruments are new, though Tyki isn't ignorant after all he's seen since he woke up in this place. He doesn't know if he'll prefer anything else to his hands, but... he won't deny his own curiosity.]
Why don't you get on your knees first? I want to look at you better.
[The instruction is a test, to see how he's obeyed when giving an order.]
no subject
A safe game is no fun, aye?
[It's like being sized up by some sort of predator. Tyki's taller frame, the easy confidence he moves it, the way the shirt he wears reveals hints of the strong build underneath when he moves (ah, but with a waist that tapers so pleasantly--!)...he could see him as a panther, poised to strike. And here's slow, stupid Ianchus, a most generous meal.
"Why don't you get on your knees first?"
Ianchus's eyes widen slightly, and he can't stifle the little ha! that escapes his lips. There's a flash of something stubborn, almost bratty--but it disappears just as quickly, swallowed by Ianchus' usual languid, honeyed manner.]
Mmm, but you can see me well now, ah?
[He shifts a little, widening his stance, and reaches back, letting the curtain of his hair fall over his arms. His eyes never leave Tyki's.]