The look you're making is pretty interesting, so how can I not like it?
[ his voice is soft, but definitely does have a touch of teasing embedded into it. still, judging by his reaction it's clear he wouldn't lead alivian astray. probably. ]
Is there anyone who doesn't feel their heart racing with a good challenge? [ but, maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing for alivian to experience more in this world. to get him out more. to try more things. specifically with him. in this way, he'd like to think he could see more of alivian's desires in time. ]
[ some challenges probably do bring about an equal amount of trouble. whether that be a bullet in his chest, or otherwise, but sylus doesn't quite get into this distinction. instead, he seems to shake his head a little, as if finding the idea a bit amusing. ]
That's all you have to do. [ keep trusting him, that is. ]
I won't betray it. [ he gives alivian's leg a light, affectionate squeeze. ]
[ his shrugs his shoulders as if to exemplify his point. it's not exactly literal, but he would like to think he has a decent amount of influence and power to be able to define what's safe.
though, seeing how alivian deals in his world is an entertaining prospect. as is his reaction. when he shivers at his touch, his fingers light stroke his leg, before it comes back down and he taps his finger on his thigh idly. ]
[The comment about his face gets a huff and a slight roll of his head. It feels strange that anyone can read his face even with the mask on.]
Are you sure about the face I'm making to begin with?
[He absolutely knows what face he's making - because he immediately aches for more of that idle touch. Like he's carrying a bowl that needs to be endlessly filled.
[Except nothing is endless; he longs for more just the same. It's been like this since the first time they shared his bed.]
[ the question back, sylus takes as much of a friendly challenge as any. yet there might be something else to it below the surface, and so he lets his eyes stray from the road momentarily, his eyes meeting his for a brief moment before his lips seem to turn up in a sort of knowing smile. ]
I suppose you could just be so good at hiding it. Just like a kitten who conceals its claws. Your face could be just as unreadable, or maybe I was mistaking it for the expression you had on the other night. [ it's a jest obviously, trying to see the other man lose his composure.
it's clear, alivian isn't the only one who has a thirst that's difficult to be quenched. ]
I never thought anyone would compare any part of me to a kitten.
[He tilts his head again, perplexed behind the mask, but smiling all the same. His composure remains, even with the hint of a blush crossing his face.]
...Not that you're wrong. On the bright side, with this mask, I can give you that look I showed in the bedroom to you as much as I want, in public.
[As factual as his statement is, there's a soft, playful little lilt to it.]
[ the statement gets a small sound from sylus, almost a deep humming. it's neither confirmation or denial. maybe just a tinge of amusement embedded in it. he can't deny that he likes the idea of being the only one to draw such a comparison, just as much as he likes everything else that comes out of alivian's mouth.
it's a sort of slyness he doesn't expect, but also doesn't dislike in the slightest. ]
You'd risk making me want to take it off? [ his eyes veer off the road again, studying alivian with his peripherals before focusing back. if alivian recognizes, it does seem like they're on the outskirts of where his base is. albeit, a lot of sights in the n109 zone could look similar enough. that said— ]
So how long are you planning to make me wait? [ they did say it would be a test of alivian's concentration, but he's not sure if either of them are into testing those limits anymore. though, is this all the better to prove his point? (does it count if he tempts him?) ]
[Alivian tilts his head a little as he considers, his gaze scanning the potentially-familiar surroundings. He's not familiar enough with the n109 zone yet, but that has every chance of changing - at least as he learns more about the area via scent, first.]
I plan on making you wait no longer than a half hour. It shouldn't take me long to compile the list, anyway.
[He glances out the window, but both ears tilt in Sylus's direction. His tone is almost cheeky when he adds,] Are you worried you'll lose your patience first?
Confidence is good, but you should be careful when speaking with such conviction.
[ it'll be more embarrassing if it doesn't pan out, or that seems to be his implication. though, the way his lips curve up in a smirk is likely evidence enough to way that sylus would like it no matter which way the wager turned out.
what was more exciting of a prospect than being pushed to the very brink of ones limits, after all? it's a thought that lingers on his mind, as they conveniently make the turn into the long stretch to the road that leads into the base.
finally, he answers with a: ] Maybe. Would you like it if I did? I can play that role for you.
[ it seems to go both ways. especially in the way where the mirth seems to flicker in his eyes as his gaze lingers on alivian. all the more once they're on the final path up to their destination. when he feels the touch to his elbow, he looks down at alivian's hands, before setting his eyes back on his face. ]
Feel free to do more. We could use the appetizer. [ the appetizer to their eventual "meal." ]
[Idly, his finger follows the line of Sylus's forearm, in a long, slow caress that easily could feel ticklish. His gaze is keen and attentive through the mask as he watches Sylus's face for even the smallest twitch. Idly, he wonders if Sylus can feel him staring at him.
[Regardless, his caress follows the path before, back down towards his elbow, but then drifts to touch just as slowly along what part of his side he can easily reach. He has to focus to keep in mind his original goal later: to put to paper his own limitations, and see how long they can remain "civil."]
[ he isn't sure if he feels alivian staring at him as much as he intuitively thinks, or desires it to be the case. he supposed neither mattered, what he can believe in is the heat of his touch. the way that his fingers follow the lines of his forearm to...
there's clear anticipation in the way he draws his next breath. then the next, before he continues: ] Are you satisfied with just that? I always thought you wanted something a little different.
If I thought wrong, well... [ a soft, almost subdued chuckle. ] feel free to correct me. [ maybe this just means it's his turn. it comes just in time for the car to come to a lull before, he eventually puts it to park. his hand comes to collect alivian's which remains in contact with his own skin, he leans into the touch. ]
[Alivian faces him with a slight tilt to his head, glancing at the way Sylus takes his hand.
[At the first opportunity, he closes his fingers to hold on, gently.]
I'm not satisfied yet, but I didn't want to distract you too much while you're driving.
[If Sylus lets him, Alivian adjusts their mutual grip to interlace their fingers, palm to palm. With his free hand, he removes the mask to show how he arches an eyebrow at him, the expression almost innocent, were it not for the challenging look within.]
What do you think I want?
[He wants to sit together, shoulder to shoulder, no space between them, and just indulge in each other's warmth and touch. On a couch, a bed, or even sharing a single chair that's a little too small for both of them at once.
[Of course, this teasing, and physical intimacy makes his head feel warm and fluffy. Well, more than the fur already makes it, in any case.]
[ there's a small quirk of his brows, his chin tilting slightly. not to suggest he doesn't like it, but more in the mild surprise of alivian drawing their fingers together and holding his own hand in such an affectionate gesture. it's nice, and it likely shows in the way, he gives his hand a firm squeeze. his thumb gently drawing slow, comforting circles on the back of alivian's large hands.
despite the intensity of his lingering gaze, there's also something a bit softer about it. ]
I think you want us to be much closer.
[ considering they just made it to the base, surely this means it's time for him to make that come true. ]
[Even without his gaze visible, his smile is soft as his ears perk up a bit. He gently tugs their joined hands closer to himself, just so he can lean in and press a small kiss to Sylus's wrist. His lips continue to brush against that delicate skin when he resumes speaking, low with want, but undeniably affectionate.]
Even though a good portion of me wants to devour you.
[ considering alivian's face is still covered by the mask, he does naturally note all the little shifts in his body language, including his ears. he watches the way they perk up, and he can't help but find all of his gestures oddly... captivating.
he's about to respond in tune, before alivian throws out that second statement. there's a deep, subdued chuckle. ] Does that make you the predator this time? But, you should know sometimes predators like to disguise themselves as prey.
[ he turns fully towards him, before leaning in and brushing his lips against his ears. ]
[The brush of lips against his ears has him whimper and shiver, and the mask, alas, deprives Sylus of the full breadth of his expression in that moment. After a moment, he lightly brushes his fingers between them, to block the attention to his ears for the moment. The wolf lets out a huff of a laugh.]
I am a wolf. I am both predator and prey already. But... at least wait to devour my ears in private, rather than just in the car?
[He uses his other hand to lift his mask, to show a soft, coy smile, golden eyes warm with affection and want in equal, intense measure.]
Not that I dislike it. But I only want you seeing me come undone.
but, sylus doesn't appear to be bothered, or even thrown off in the slightest. he simply stops himself midway, his eyes naturally traveling to alivian's ears, then moving to his hair, his jawline, and just like that, he reverts his attention back to the mask that he lifts ever so slightly.
his eyes make contact with alivian's and in that moment, he gives a small laugh to his words. he isn't sure if he's affected by the sheer affection he sees in that brief flicker of time, or if alivian's remark is genuinely amusing. probably both. ]
Is the car not private enough for you? If you put aside location, it could surprise you how much you like it. [ doing it in a confined space probably wasn't ideal, but sylus can still make the joke.
he doesn't push it, however. instead he unbuckles alivian's seatbelt. ]
Soon you might run of out excuses. [ he's not serious. he knows neither of them really need an excuse to feel one another. ]
[Alivian accepts the touch in his space, and then the partial lift of his mask. He removes it the rest of the way, placing it on the dashboard with a quirked brow at his partner.]
Is a vehicle also a personal space for you? I did not know.
[His touch is slow as it reaches Sylus's shoulder, and he caresses close to the juncture of neck and shoulder with a gentle brush of his thumb.]
I don't understand it, but I'm not unwilling.
The carriages back in my homeland are all public transport. There was never much privacy even if you closed the blinds. I was looking at your car the same way.
The windows are tinted, the dark is settling [ likely proven by the fact that he's awake. ], and we're in the N109 zone. [ surely more nefarious things were happening somewhere else, likely not in far proximity from their present location.
does that make it the most ideal place? or the opposite? either way, sylus doesn't seem to think the crime rate detracts from the allure of sharing one another's warmth. this thought only seems all the more amplified when he feels that familiar warmth traveling down his body. he lifts his chin just slightly, clearly enjoying the soft pressure behind his touch. to prove that point, he tilts his head, pressing a kiss on alivian's forearm. it's a gesture almost as if he were returning an unspoken favor. ]
I thought you said you could last until you finished making your list.
[Alivian shivers from the reciprocation, gaze darkening with want... until Sylus teases him with that statement. His gaze glints with the challenge.]
Oh? I'd hate to disappoint...
[Alivian offers him a kiss to the cheek, and then starts to turn away to get out of the car. One ear swivels back to listen for Sylus's movements. Is he going to be challenged to stay, let go of, so to speak?]
[ the newfound confidence the other man has in his presence isn't unwelcome in the slightest. sylus wears his mirth quite obviously in the way he exhales and draws a hand back to cheek, letting his own finger touch the spot where alivian just placed a chaste kiss. ]
You could, or you could do what your heart really desires... [ his words trail off in the newly established space between them, before he draws his hand back out. this time leaning further in, one hand pressed against the seat by the other man's leg, and the other placed flush against the door, almost as if to stop him opening it. ]
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[ his voice is soft, but definitely does have a touch of teasing embedded into it. still, judging by his reaction it's clear he wouldn't lead alivian astray. probably. ]
Is there anyone who doesn't feel their heart racing with a good challenge? [ but, maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing for alivian to experience more in this world. to get him out more. to try more things. specifically with him. in this way, he'd like to think he could see more of alivian's desires in time. ]
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As for challenges... not many I came across in my life so far came with good feelings. So, you may have to show me.
[His ears tilt to the sides with the admission, uncertain.]
...I'm trusting you that I won't get hurt in a way I can't handle.
[To emphasize his meaning, he noisily pats his own chest.]
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That's all you have to do. [ keep trusting him, that is. ]
I won't betray it. [ he gives alivian's leg a light, affectionate squeeze. ]
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[Behind the mask, his eyes close at the squeeze to his thigh. His breath shivers the slightest bit, and he makes no effort to hide it.]
...Careful. Every little touch from you feels a lot more than it looks like.
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[ his shrugs his shoulders as if to exemplify his point. it's not exactly literal, but he would like to think he has a decent amount of influence and power to be able to define what's safe.
though, seeing how alivian deals in his world is an entertaining prospect. as is his reaction. when he shivers at his touch, his fingers light stroke his leg, before it comes back down and he taps his finger on his thigh idly. ]
That look on your face is even better.
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Are you sure about the face I'm making to begin with?
[He absolutely knows what face he's making - because he immediately aches for more of that idle touch. Like he's carrying a bowl that needs to be endlessly filled.
[Except nothing is endless; he longs for more just the same. It's been like this since the first time they shared his bed.]
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I suppose you could just be so good at hiding it. Just like a kitten who conceals its claws. Your face could be just as unreadable, or maybe I was mistaking it for the expression you had on the other night. [ it's a jest obviously, trying to see the other man lose his composure.
it's clear, alivian isn't the only one who has a thirst that's difficult to be quenched. ]
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[He tilts his head again, perplexed behind the mask, but smiling all the same. His composure remains, even with the hint of a blush crossing his face.]
...Not that you're wrong. On the bright side, with this mask, I can give you that look I showed in the bedroom to you as much as I want, in public.
[As factual as his statement is, there's a soft, playful little lilt to it.]
And the only ones who will know are you, and I.
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it's a sort of slyness he doesn't expect, but also doesn't dislike in the slightest. ]
You'd risk making me want to take it off? [ his eyes veer off the road again, studying alivian with his peripherals before focusing back. if alivian recognizes, it does seem like they're on the outskirts of where his base is. albeit, a lot of sights in the n109 zone could look similar enough. that said— ]
So how long are you planning to make me wait? [ they did say it would be a test of alivian's concentration, but he's not sure if either of them are into testing those limits anymore. though, is this all the better to prove his point? (does it count if he tempts him?) ]
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[Alivian tilts his head a little as he considers, his gaze scanning the potentially-familiar surroundings. He's not familiar enough with the n109 zone yet, but that has every chance of changing - at least as he learns more about the area via scent, first.]
I plan on making you wait no longer than a half hour. It shouldn't take me long to compile the list, anyway.
[He glances out the window, but both ears tilt in Sylus's direction. His tone is almost cheeky when he adds,] Are you worried you'll lose your patience first?
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[ it'll be more embarrassing if it doesn't pan out, or that seems to be his implication. though, the way his lips curve up in a smirk is likely evidence enough to way that sylus would like it no matter which way the wager turned out.
what was more exciting of a prospect than being pushed to the very brink of ones limits, after all? it's a thought that lingers on his mind, as they conveniently make the turn into the long stretch to the road that leads into the base.
finally, he answers with a: ] Maybe. Would you like it if I did? I can play that role for you.
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[His ears tilt with the question, tone light.]
I'm typically very certain in my convictions. If you dislike it, then... I'm uncertain if I could genuinely apologize.
[A beat, and he reaches out to smooth his fingers along Sylus's elbow - lightly, so as to not impact his steering any.]
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[ it seems to go both ways. especially in the way where the mirth seems to flicker in his eyes as his gaze lingers on alivian. all the more once they're on the final path up to their destination. when he feels the touch to his elbow, he looks down at alivian's hands, before setting his eyes back on his face. ]
Feel free to do more. We could use the appetizer. [ the appetizer to their eventual "meal." ]
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[Do more..? Hm.
[Idly, his finger follows the line of Sylus's forearm, in a long, slow caress that easily could feel ticklish. His gaze is keen and attentive through the mask as he watches Sylus's face for even the smallest twitch. Idly, he wonders if Sylus can feel him staring at him.
[Regardless, his caress follows the path before, back down towards his elbow, but then drifts to touch just as slowly along what part of his side he can easily reach. He has to focus to keep in mind his original goal later: to put to paper his own limitations, and see how long they can remain "civil."]
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there's clear anticipation in the way he draws his next breath. then the next, before he continues: ] Are you satisfied with just that? I always thought you wanted something a little different.
If I thought wrong, well... [ a soft, almost subdued chuckle. ] feel free to correct me. [ maybe this just means it's his turn. it comes just in time for the car to come to a lull before, he eventually puts it to park. his hand comes to collect alivian's which remains in contact with his own skin, he leans into the touch. ]
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[At the first opportunity, he closes his fingers to hold on, gently.]
I'm not satisfied yet, but I didn't want to distract you too much while you're driving.
[If Sylus lets him, Alivian adjusts their mutual grip to interlace their fingers, palm to palm. With his free hand, he removes the mask to show how he arches an eyebrow at him, the expression almost innocent, were it not for the challenging look within.]
What do you think I want?
[He wants to sit together, shoulder to shoulder, no space between them, and just indulge in each other's warmth and touch. On a couch, a bed, or even sharing a single chair that's a little too small for both of them at once.
[Of course, this teasing, and physical intimacy makes his head feel warm and fluffy. Well, more than the fur already makes it, in any case.]
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despite the intensity of his lingering gaze, there's also something a bit softer about it. ]
I think you want us to be much closer.
[ considering they just made it to the base, surely this means it's time for him to make that come true. ]
Thanks for waiting! <3
[Even without his gaze visible, his smile is soft as his ears perk up a bit. He gently tugs their joined hands closer to himself, just so he can lean in and press a small kiss to Sylus's wrist. His lips continue to brush against that delicate skin when he resumes speaking, low with want, but undeniably affectionate.]
Even though a good portion of me wants to devour you.
ofc!! <3 thanks for waiting too!
he's about to respond in tune, before alivian throws out that second statement. there's a deep, subdued chuckle. ] Does that make you the predator this time? But, you should know sometimes predators like to disguise themselves as prey.
[ he turns fully towards him, before leaning in and brushing his lips against his ears. ]
Yeah! :D
I am a wolf. I am both predator and prey already. But... at least wait to devour my ears in private, rather than just in the car?
[He uses his other hand to lift his mask, to show a soft, coy smile, golden eyes warm with affection and want in equal, intense measure.]
Not that I dislike it. But I only want you seeing me come undone.
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but, sylus doesn't appear to be bothered, or even thrown off in the slightest. he simply stops himself midway, his eyes naturally traveling to alivian's ears, then moving to his hair, his jawline, and just like that, he reverts his attention back to the mask that he lifts ever so slightly.
his eyes make contact with alivian's and in that moment, he gives a small laugh to his words. he isn't sure if he's affected by the sheer affection he sees in that brief flicker of time, or if alivian's remark is genuinely amusing. probably both. ]
Is the car not private enough for you? If you put aside location, it could surprise you how much you like it. [ doing it in a confined space probably wasn't ideal, but sylus can still make the joke.
he doesn't push it, however. instead he unbuckles alivian's seatbelt. ]
Soon you might run of out excuses. [ he's not serious. he knows neither of them really need an excuse to feel one another. ]
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Is a vehicle also a personal space for you? I did not know.
[His touch is slow as it reaches Sylus's shoulder, and he caresses close to the juncture of neck and shoulder with a gentle brush of his thumb.]
I don't understand it, but I'm not unwilling.
The carriages back in my homeland are all public transport. There was never much privacy even if you closed the blinds. I was looking at your car the same way.
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does that make it the most ideal place? or the opposite? either way, sylus doesn't seem to think the crime rate detracts from the allure of sharing one another's warmth. this thought only seems all the more amplified when he feels that familiar warmth traveling down his body. he lifts his chin just slightly, clearly enjoying the soft pressure behind his touch. to prove that point, he tilts his head, pressing a kiss on alivian's forearm. it's a gesture almost as if he were returning an unspoken favor. ]
I thought you said you could last until you finished making your list.
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Oh? I'd hate to disappoint...
[Alivian offers him a kiss to the cheek, and then starts to turn away to get out of the car. One ear swivels back to listen for Sylus's movements. Is he going to be challenged to stay, let go of, so to speak?]
I'd better prove I'm a wolf of my word, no?
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You could, or you could do what your heart really desires... [ his words trail off in the newly established space between them, before he draws his hand back out. this time leaning further in, one hand pressed against the seat by the other man's leg, and the other placed flush against the door, almost as if to stop him opening it. ]
And stay here with me?
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Apologies for the wait. Brain's been in new and old OCs hell. ;w;