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Therion T. Thief ([personal profile] bolderfell) wrote2020-05-21 10:06 am
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Therion ⬤ OCTOPATH TRAVELER
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moonblessing ⬤ Cordis
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roseblooms: i've seen how you live, like a phoenix you rise from the ashes (KISS ❁ and of course i forgive)

[personal profile] roseblooms 2020-09-19 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Therion.

[He lets him have his space a minute, watching his gaze drift away, and doesn't press it. Not for a moment. Not for a heartbeat.

But then he reaches up and takes him by the chin, tipping his face back and down as he leans up himself to catch his lips in a kiss that tastes of tofu and hops.]

I like you too. That's why I make things complicated.
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[personal profile] bolderfell 2020-09-20 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Therion makes a soft noise as he's guided back into the kiss, back into closeness, and the expression on his face when it ends is hard to pin down with any one word. Surprised? Uncertain?

Wishful?]

...Would you tell me if you didn't?

[He blinks, as if he weren't expecting to hear that thought aloud, then shuts his eyes, grumbles quietly at himself, and noses his way into the crook of Kurama's neck.]

Never mind. That's not a fair question to ask. [Since he'll just hear the answer that makes sense to him--or the one he wants most. No in betweens.] Just a hard habit to get back into.
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[personal profile] roseblooms 2020-09-20 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
I don't make it a secret, when I dislike someone. They know.

[But he doesn't press for the moment; he lets Therion hide away against his neck like he wants to, petting him softly and offering what comfort he can as they just hold still and stay close together for a while.]

And I press you to talk because I like the sound of your voice.
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[personal profile] bolderfell 2020-09-20 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
[...Is that so? Therion breathes against Kurama's neck for a moment, sits up again a bit to drink more of his beer, then grabs the last thing from the bag he brought.

My Moonblessed.

He makes himself comfortable again, winding one arm under Kurama's neck so he can lie there on him and still hold the book for reading.]

I won't do this long. Wear my throat out like this. You can take over when you finish the tofu.

[He turns pages for a moment, looking for the start of the actual story, and begins without preamble. Or author's notes. Heathen.]

Chapter One. Hi, my name is Ebony Dark’ness Lyestella Basti Wave, and I have long, ebony-black hair, that’s how I got my name...
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