Cyram likes and trusts you. You're attractive. I've enjoyed the time I've spent with you. I would like to trust you more... immediately and physically myself. I like sex.
Why would anyone want to make a game of it when you can just ask and receive an answer?
yeah, exactly. so, i'll come up, then be right with you
[ By which he means that he's just going to...literally teleport one floor up, and appear in a flash of purple light, sitting cross-legged on Cy and Crais' couch. Don't you love having a witch as a neighbour? ]
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<small[ It's startling as hell is what it is, and he looks rattled and startled, though that might be more the purple light than the sudden appearance.
It might also be because Crais is already on the couch, but after jumping and staring hard for a moment he actually laughs.]</small>
Anywhere I know. Or, anywhere I can make a reasonable guess at. Wouldn't want to teleport myself into a wall, or anything. One time Cy ended up in my closet that way, that was hilarious.
I am nearly positive he told me that story - or at the very least had a similar enough cautionary tale to believe he has.
[ He flops back and very slightly into Nate, once Nate has leaned back. There's no hidden message there, there really isn't, he's just gotten very, very used to being able to touch people when he wants. ]
I am mildly aroused, mildly bored, happy to be in the Duplex, curious about both you and Stephen, and increasingly confused and frustrated by humans.
If I didn't believe that, I wouldn't have asked you to come over, much less put sex on the table.
[ He does not have hang-ups, precisely, but his overall experience with Dominants in Duplicity has been... somewhat questionable. Most of his casual partners are submissives in both designation and preference. Because he's... into almost so sex, but experiences when you don't have an intuitive understanding of cultural and social expectations and things that go unsaid? Can get damn interesting in all the wrong ways. ]
I'm just saying the word early to save awkwardness, later.
[ Nate smiles. In his personal opinion, the best way to overcome awkwardness is to just jump in. ]
I get you. I'm not worried, though.
[ He leans in to kiss him, just to taste. Nate presses into it, leading it, but his lips are pliant and easy. Generally he wants to feel a new partner out at the start, see what they like and what they respond to. He always starts gentle. Depending on Crais, it might not end that way. ]
[ Crais feels as though there should be something more strange here - not because Nate is half his age (he doesn't have that set of cultural conditioning), but because Nate is Cyram's friend.
It doesn't feel strange at all, though, and in fact something about Nate's ease and ... confidence? Casualness. Casualness is the word he wants, he realizes, that is relaxing.
And once he has that word he simply puts his hand on Nate's jaw and returns the kiss. He's not fighting for the upper hand, isn't rough, and isn't actually tentative. He kisses like he talks. Direct, and strongly present and perceptive enough to stay highly responsive. Little bit of edge in the occasional nip, but his teeth are blunted and light.
[ It's easy, casual, almost comfortable. He and Crais are used to being in each other's space. This feels like a natural progression. Nate deepens their kiss, licking into Crais' mouth. He can feel the scratch of the older man's beard against his chin, and it gives him a bit of a thrill. He bites at his lip and presses closer to him, hands sliding over his neck and down to his shoulders. His nails lightly scratch over Crais' skin, before pushing up into his hair. ]
[ It's all good and all gets a response or reaction, but it's the teeth at his lip that makes him actually moan - little tension with it but the positive sort and it bleeds right back out at the hand in his hair. He slides his hand around to the back of Nate's neck in a solid, warm, and slightly calloused grip and strokes with the pad of his thumb and not for one second even thinks about breaking it off.
Warmth, contact, confidence and casual make-out session with all this contact? He's in fucking heaven.
[ It's easy for Nate. Crais is warm and responsive, and he's not holding back. It's natural for Nate to lean forward, easing the older alien back down onto the sofa. He moves over him, one hand pressing his shoulders back, the other pushing into his hair. He lets their bodies rest together, and he can feel the growing interest between Crais' legs. It has a match, as Nate hardens against his thigh.
It's a good kiss. He breaks it for breath, and then looks down with darkening eyes. He bites at Crais' jaw, and then follows it down onto his throat. ]
[ He loosely tangles his fingers in Nate's hair - then tightens them and pulls, experimentally. Just to see what happens. It isn't super hard, just enough to sting a little.
He truly doesn't understand how Nate is this... comfortable and easy. Solid, even, without a lot of sharp edges that make him want to be careful. It's just... fun and easy.
With teeth, which could qualify as a sharp edge but the very best kind... physical ones. ]
[ That little tug of his hair means Crais is rewarded with a groan, and with the curve of Nate's lips into a smile. ]
Oh, don't be gentle, [ he murmurs against Crais' mouth, and he drags his own nails down his sides in encouragement. Then he's working on their clothes, undoing buttons and working Crais' shirt off.
Nate's wearing a black hoodie that's easy to slip out of, and a t-shirt that comes over his head in one go. Beneath it, his lean chest is pierced in both nipples. Once he has Crais half-naked, he shifts his hips around him, sitting on him and sliding his hands over him. ]
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i mean i like you, crais
and cy likes you, and trusts you, and that's enough for me.
but if you want me to pretend to be scandalised i can
no how very dare you! you cad
is that good?
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Why would anyone want to make a game of it when you can just ask and receive an answer?
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be right with you
[ By which he means that he's just going to...literally teleport one floor up, and appear in a flash of purple light, sitting cross-legged on Cy and Crais' couch. Don't you love having a witch as a neighbour? ]
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It might also be because Crais is already on the couch, but after jumping and staring hard for a moment he actually laughs.]</small>
Can you do that anywhere?
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Anywhere I know. Or, anywhere I can make a reasonable guess at. Wouldn't want to teleport myself into a wall, or anything. One time Cy ended up in my closet that way, that was hilarious.
But. Yeah. Hey, Crais, how are you?
[ He leans back, comfortable and amused. ]
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[ He flops back and very slightly into Nate, once Nate has leaned back. There's no hidden message there, there really isn't, he's just gotten very, very used to being able to touch people when he wants. ]
I am mildly aroused, mildly bored, happy to be in the Duplex, curious about both you and Stephen, and increasingly confused and frustrated by humans.
[ Hey. Nate asked. ]
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And then laughs. ]
Right, okay. That's a lot. Reckon I could probably fuck you and knock both arousal and boredom out of the park all at once, if you like.
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...okay he kind of does it on purpose. ]
That was at least half of what I meant by getting to know you, but absolutely no restraints that aren't verbal, magical or otherwise.
[ It's not a trust issue. It's a 'can't fucking stand it' one. Also is magical restraint a thing? He doesn't know. ]
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I never wheel out the bondage on the first date. And never, if people don't want it, anyway. I'm not a dick, Crais.
[ He moves closer, though, and reaches up to slide his hand into Crais' hair. His eyes search his, and his smile softens. ]
You tell me if you don't want something. A 'stop' is all it takes.
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[ He does not have hang-ups, precisely, but his overall experience with Dominants in Duplicity has been... somewhat questionable. Most of his casual partners are submissives in both designation and preference. Because he's... into almost so sex, but experiences when you don't have an intuitive understanding of cultural and social expectations and things that go unsaid? Can get damn interesting in all the wrong ways. ]
I'm just saying the word early to save awkwardness, later.
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I get you. I'm not worried, though.
[ He leans in to kiss him, just to taste. Nate presses into it, leading it, but his lips are pliant and easy. Generally he wants to feel a new partner out at the start, see what they like and what they respond to. He always starts gentle. Depending on Crais, it might not end that way. ]
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It doesn't feel strange at all, though, and in fact something about Nate's ease and ... confidence? Casualness. Casualness is the word he wants, he realizes, that is relaxing.
And once he has that word he simply puts his hand on Nate's jaw and returns the kiss. He's not fighting for the upper hand, isn't rough, and isn't actually tentative. He kisses like he talks. Direct, and strongly present and perceptive enough to stay highly responsive. Little bit of edge in the occasional nip, but his teeth are blunted and light.
He likes this. This is good. ]
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Warmth, contact, confidence and casual make-out session with all this contact? He's in fucking heaven.
Hard.
And in heaven. ]
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It's a good kiss. He breaks it for breath, and then looks down with darkening eyes. He bites at Crais' jaw, and then follows it down onto his throat. ]
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He truly doesn't understand how Nate is this... comfortable and easy. Solid, even, without a lot of sharp edges that make him want to be careful. It's just... fun and easy.
With teeth, which could qualify as a sharp edge but the very best kind... physical ones. ]
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Oh, don't be gentle, [ he murmurs against Crais' mouth, and he drags his own nails down his sides in encouragement. Then he's working on their clothes, undoing buttons and working Crais' shirt off.
Nate's wearing a black hoodie that's easy to slip out of, and a t-shirt that comes over his head in one go. Beneath it, his lean chest is pierced in both nipples. Once he has Crais half-naked, he shifts his hips around him, sitting on him and sliding his hands over him. ]