Mmm... I wouldn't say that - more that it's stupid if I keep trying to push you away. You've proven to me that you don't care if I ruin you, or corrupt you, or otherwise.
...
And, truthfully, the whole time you were reviving... I had been thinking about what it would be like to turn into stone. You are the only one who reaches out to me first, you know. Everyone else, I would have to ask...
[And from the way he trails off, moving to press his face against her, it's clear he does not want to ask anyone, ever, if he can help it.]
Your worst isn't the worst thing that's ever happened to me. For better or for worse.
[This versus being killed by something that looked like her mother? Versus having to work around her crush's corpse for a whole day before someone got around to cleaning her up? She'd absolutely take this again.]
[ He can't get over how good her mouth and throat feel. He's had partners that could take all of him before but very rarely is it someone this much smaller than he is. He shudders and groans, deeply, his cock throbbing hard in her throat. ]
Mnh... f-fuck... you're really testing my s-staying power...
[ His eyes practically gleam at how much she's clearly enjoying this and he hums around his deep churr. ]
Maybe I won't bother trying then~
[ He pushes at the back of her head harder, his tail moving more swiftly as he quickens the pace with a groan. Usually he holds himself back but he's also eager to get to pleasuring her in other ways. His breathing hitches and his hips twitch as he holds her still, his cock pressing in deep enough to shove the broad base against her lips firmly. He bares his gritted teeth, watching her from beneath heavy lids and a second later he groans, loudly, as his release hits, deep in her throat. ]
[His voice is soft, and he pauses for a moment... before moving to sit up, pulling himself into her lap even more purely so he can wrap his arms around her neck. A nice, snug embrace and nothing more.]
... But I'm going to be selfish and be glad that you do. Ah, though, this does make me realize something in terms of trust...
Neither of us will be breathing a word of this to others, correct? We will not tell a soul. I certainly won't, at any rate - The risk of Chipp learning about it is far too high, and if he hears about what I have done... I fear the "starter apartments" wouldn't last, considering I live there.
[Fuck yes. She swallows around him eagerly, not wanting to waste a single drop - not that she could do otherwise with the grip he has on her head. She fingers herself near-frantically as she works her throat around him.]
[Getting a kiss after all of that gets him to pause for a moment, clearly a mix of shocked and startled that she'd even consider it - let alone actually go through with it. But after a moment of deliberation... he leans up so he can return it.
Equally brief, of course.]
It is not my reputation I care about in the slightest... the safety of others is my chief concern. Chipp isn't the only one who would want my blood on their hands, this is true - and there are quite a few people here that are the scorched earth type.
I would not want the starter apartments, all the parks that I sleep in, as well as all of Stormreach decimated merely because I spend time there.
...
And... I would not want Rinku to know. Despite what I threatened... I do care about her and her wellbeing, as well. But please do not tell her that. I don't need her calling me a friend, too.
[Yeah, he's just saying "ugh", it's not like a scoff or anything.]
... At least that would mean I am not anything special at all, if she considers everyone her friend. It's... it's that "specialness" that I worry about. Becoming close enough to see me properly...
[Please... he just wants to be a faceless drone at the crowd, at this point...
An incredibly difficult task considering he also has to balance that out with his teenage mallgoth vibes, his fashion sense, his very profound male peacock aura, and his entire philosophy of "I must be the most fuckable person in the grocery store", but he tries very hard, okay.
That said, he's going to smoosh his cheek against her shoulder. Delicately, thanks to his earrings.]
... There is that, I suppose. "Inobservant" is also just a synonym for "easy prey for an Orange magician". Er -
Well, "prey" is an awful choice of words... rather - I am good at throwing glamors if I must. In order to make a hasty retreat, of course.
[He squeezes his eyes shut with the smooch, just like an angry little cat pretending it does not enjoy smooches (but very much enjoys smooches) would.]
... Somehow, you saying that makes me feel even more confident in my decision to do so.
He's gonna sit up straight again so he can give her a proper smooch. So there!!]
What would make me feel better would be if she did not consider me a friend at all. But I recognize that would be an uphill task that would harm her more than it would do me any good... and I would rather not cause her any distress if at all possible.
...
... Well - I would rather not consciously cause her any distress. Eating you, obviously, would fall under that. But I... would not say I was in my right mind. Personally.
-That would definitely upset her. Her aspiration is to be friends with everyone and make everyone happy, and it's been hard trying to convince her that she can still aim for that goal that's important to her without it being a failing on her part, her not being good enough, if some people don't get along with her.
[He's just going to nuzzle against her cheek, now, as tender and soft as anything. Turning a question over in his head as he thinks of how to ask it, knowing that if he had a heart, it would be hammering at the mere thought of this.]
... If... I were allow this. If I were to allow Rinku to be an actual friend of mine... What would be the risk of me getting hurt? She... wouldn't hurt a friend, would she?
And - this sunny nature of hers... it isn't going to go away, is it? Even if I were her friend?
[And now he pulls back from that hug for just a second, purely so he can move his arms down underneath hers for a warmer, more comfortable hold. Wrapping them nice and warm around her ribcage.]
She... reminds me quite a bit of Jean. Not Chipp - T-Jean, as he was known by his family. When he was younger. So much so, it would not surprise me in the least if he sees himself in her, as well.
Despite how afraid of everything he was, he, too, had this unrelenting love for everyone around him...
...I understand why you'd be afraid of changing her.
[She hugs him tight.]
But Rinku has been hurt before, and come out of it still wanting to understand the people who hurt her and not wanting to hurt them in return. So... I think it'll be alright.
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