Inbox: Abraxas

[philancer]

INBOX text / action / horizon Roses are red, violets are blue,
and right now it seems I'm missing you.
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[itookashot]

Oh damn, I am not much of a puzzle or a mystery, as you can tell, I'm very straightforward.

[ Jesper laughs and kisses his jawline, it's so sharp, he loves it. ]

I am, however, very daring.

[ He bites down on Sylvain's neck. ]

You have slept with him then?

[philancer]

I wish. [ Is that a note of wistfulness in his tone? It’s hard to tell, and he’s back to chuckling a moment later anyway, brushing any of that away. ]

There were some students at the Academy that I considered very much off limits and Claude was certainly one of them. He ever tell you he’s basically a prince? Or he would be, if the Alliance did things like rulers instead of governing by a council. His House heads it, though, and he’s the heir.

…Of course there was never any harm in flirting. And here… well. Politics and old traditions don’t really apply here anyway.

[itookashot]

I know he was high-ranking, he told me about the Crests. It was very I'll show you mine if you show me yours.

[ And now that Sylvain has seen that Jesper can literally melt the clothes off him and fix them back up in a second, he knows what the 'show me yours' was in that conversation. He does know a thing or two about class differences, being the scoundrel who moved into the fanciest merchant house in Ketterdam. ]

Leave all your world's baggage where it is, Sylvain. It doesn't apply here.

[ Jesper caresses his cheek affectionately. ]

If you want him, get him.

[philancer]

[ He doesn’t deny there’s baggage. In fact, the dry note to his answering chuckle hints at just how much their might be. But he leans into that touch, eyes sliding closed as he just soaks up the contact for a moment. And then he leans in to kiss Jesper once more, slow and deep.

And maybe just a little needy. ]

I’m not so sure it’s that easy. But I’ll take it into consideration. [ Lips quirk in amusement as he nips at Jesper’s lip. ] But in that case, what’s stopped you?

[itookashot]

Nothing stops me. I haven't felt the mood shift yet, I'm not in a hurry.

[ Jesper's in tune with how people look at him. When he notices that change, then he'll do something about it. Sylvain and him were always on this tune together though. They were only a matter of time. He senses that shift, for example, when Sylvain became a little needier, and he kisses him intently. His hand slides down the front of Sylvain's bare chest, down down down, and playfully runs up his fingers toward Sylvain's cock. ]

Round three with you, though, I'm in a hurry for that. How about it?

[philancer]

[ Sylvain just laughs, not bothering to hide the shiver that sweeps through him at Jesper’s touch, body already reacting.

He reaches out, hands grasping again as he rolls to press closer, grin turning sly and pleased. The kiss he drops on Jesper’s lips time has more intent behind it than just idle, lazy affection. ]

Mmm. I can be persuaded…

[ …As if he doesn’t set out to do his own persuading a breath later. They still had plenty of hours to fill with distraction yet. ]