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[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[flying past, lands near the kitchen and folds his wings.]

... weird.

[serenade]

[steal kiss]

[ask what's up]

[flirt with]

Comments

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[serenade]

YOUUU. ARE. SO. BEAUTIFULLLL.

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[st-stares is that a blush on his cheeks.]

[keep serenading]

[flirt with]

[take hand and kiss]

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[take hand and kiss]

A-and amazinggg.

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[... stare.]

Are you alright?

[confess love]

[grab crotch]

[start cooking for]

[stroke wings]

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[stroke wings.]

You really are pretty ...

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[he closes his eyes, relaxing almost immediately.]

Mmm... thank you. You're quite endearing yourself.

[flirt]
[keep stroking]
[both]

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[both.]

I n-never really got to talk to any really attractive guys at home. They kind of avoided me. And stuff.

[traces his fingers down the inside of his wings, touching where feathers meet skin.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[sucks in a quick breath.]

You're attractive on your own.

[keep going]
[flirt]
[converse]

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[keep going]

Really..?

[b-blushes darker and keeps touching those down feathers, marveling at how soft his skin really is.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[nods.]

You're... odd. In a good way.

[he shifts sometimes, against his hand or away depending on how sensitive his skin is.]

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[peers up at him.]

That's not bothering you, is it?

[his cheeks must be as red as his hair. he's still tentatively rubbing the base of his wings though, entranced by the feeling.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head, with a smile.]

No, you're not. It... feels nice.

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

Oh.. okay. I'm glad.

[it's almost like Roxas' presence makes him calmer somehow. he just keeps running his fingers through feathers, careful of tearing.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[closes his eyes, letting him as he leans against the wall. a hand places itself on Axel's head, and he sighs.]

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[o-oh goood he feels so privileged, but he eventually just ... hugs him, reaching up and around him to touch between his wings, tracing out to the feathers.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[--from skin to feathers makes him flinch a little, but he lets out a quiet breath. he's not going to show much emotion, but most angels would be begging on their knees by now.]

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[unbeknown to him, thank goodness. he'll just splay his fingers along, keeping tabs on Roxas' expression to make sue he's not doing anything bad.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[he's smiling, a very light touch of pink on his cheeks.]

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[he's doing everything he can to keep from shaking with excitement, pressing his forehead to Roxas' chest. that smile coupled with a blush on the blond haired boy he pined for so long was almost too much. he just keeps petting, and he won't even stop of his hands get tired. if it makes Roxas happy, he'll do anything.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[a quiet, knowing sigh. his voice has dropped down.]

Are you tired...? You should rest.

[refuse]
[refuse and accept only if he'll watch over you]
[accept with defeat]
[cling moar]

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[a+d]

Mm-mm. I'm fine.

[presses his face in, rubbing more between Roxas' shoulders. he likes that, right? well Axel will distract him.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[ahh, the bubble was popped so long ago he doesn't really care, but he is getting hesitant on his control, as his breath is a little shaky now.]

If you're sure. I don't think you'd want me to carry you to your room.

[... change of plans!]
[stay there.]
[ask why his breath is going short]

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[ask why his breath is going short]

What's wrong? Are you okay ...?

[chews his bottom lip. if he's not, Axel just might cry.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[blink, sighs a little and shakes his head.]

I'm fine. There are sensitive spots on the joining place between my skin and wings, so it... feels weird when you go over one of them.

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[runs his fingertips right over those spots, watching his face.]

Right there?

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[it's subtle--blink and you'll miss it. his eyes flutter and his cheeks get a little red. he nods afterwards.]

first icon, then spelling ...

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[w-well shit, the only thing he can liken a face like that to, is watching the most amazing porno in his life. his hands reluctantly drop. he doesn't want to embarrass Roxas or push his limits.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[pat pats his head.]

Getting an angel off is a little too freaky for you, hm.

[gawk]
[blush]
[combination of the two]
[HIDDEN FOURTH OPTION?!]

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[djhagsdkgakgdka c.]

I--I--I- ...

I just.

[breeeeathes.]

I figured you didn't want that. Or something. So I tried to b-be polite and I'mnotexperiencedwiththiiis.

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[l-laughs and shakes his head. grinsmirk.]

You really are endearing.

--I'm sorry, would you like me to stop talking?

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

N-no. I like your voice. I just. I don't know what to do if I ...

[yeah, he's too prude to say 'got you off' right now.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[pfffft. hides his laughter behind a very straight face.]

That's okay. I didn't mean it.

[but you were so close to. hey, he's not going to fluster the guy any further.]

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[trust me, he'd love to go further, he's just so finicky about everything being ~perfect~.]

Oh.. oh. Okay.

[swallows. his mind's wandering now, though, and shit. he better get out of here quick.]

I should sleep or something.

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[like candles and rose petals on the bed ~perfect~? he nods anyway, and turns to go into the kitchen a bit more.]

You should rest.

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[l-like knowing how gay sex even happens ~perfect~.]

S-seeyah.

[celestial-blood.livejournal.com]

[ask what's up]

Hey, how're you doing?

[point out the fact she's the descendent of an angel]
[answer]
[attack]
[flirt]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[answer.]

Alright. Could do better.

[eyes her, carefully.]

[ask why he's staring]
[flirt]
[converse]

[celestial-blood.livejournal.com]

[ask why he's staring]

Why are you staring?

[answer]
[deny it]
[flirt]
[avoid subject]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[answer.]

You seem to have holy power.

[explain]
[brush off]
[flirt]

[celestial-blood.livejournal.com]

[explain]

It's because I have a celestial bloodline. One of my ancestors was an angel.

[comment]
[hug]
[disapprove]
[flirt]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[comment.]

It's not very strong. Do you practice it?

[yes]
[no--act unembarrassed]
[no--ask how]

[celestial-blood.livejournal.com]

[no--ask how]

No, I don't. I don't know how to.
Do you know?

[answer]
[laugh at]
[flirt]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[answer.]

--yes. You spend a lot of time strengthening your mind.

[sounds boring]
[ask how to do that]

[celestial-blood.livejournal.com]

[ask how to do it]

How exactly can I do it?

[answer]
[flirt]
[ask for money]
[dance]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[answer]

--meditation, prayer and practice.

[oh that really sounds boring.]
[ask for help]
[ask to be taught]

[celestial-blood.livejournal.com]

[ask to be taught]

Could you teach me?

[yes]
[no]
[for money]
[flirt]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[yes.]

Yes, I could.