You're right. I should scold him in return. ( nods, resolved. ) Dangerous and weird are his charm points, though. My Kolya wouldn't be himself otherwise.
[ he also omits the part where their parting is inevitable because he plans to kill fyodor one day. that's irrelevant now, when their faces are so close, and he has no choice but to lean in and kiss his lips, chaste and clean, lasting only a few lingering seconds. ]
( what's a relationship without some secrets? although, well, fyodor can make an educated guess about nikolai's endgame - the curse of being a genius, maybe.
for now, none of that matters.
the kiss is greeted with a small smile; he motions for nikolai to come sit with him, instead, because keeping his head turned like this is annoying. )
Will you stand behind me forever? My neck will hurt. ( :( he's delicate )
it takes him by surprise, for sure. he laughs under his breath, holding onto the offered wrist with his free hand; slender and transparent, warm and cold at the same time. a miracle of blood and heartlessness - something only possible for someone like fyodor, he thinks. ]
It's the Antiques Roadshow, coming to a town near you!
[ he wastes no time to press his tongue against the exposed skin, sinking his teeth into the soft flesh until he draws blood, immediately lapping it up to not waste a drop. ]
( his skin is all but translucent, blue veins visible beneath; he watches, some sort of idle interest reflected in his eyes, as nikolai takes his arm in hands and sinks his sharp teeth into flesh.
a small hiss escapes his lips, then; it's a momentary sting, immediately soothed by both the blood and the other's tongue. )
It's the books I worried about, not myself. ( and speaking of, he's going to put that book away with his free hand, turning his shoulders towards nikolai. ) You can get me dirty; I'm not pure in the first place.
( just going to... push that arm up, a little, further against nikolai's teeth. )
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( at least he closes the book he's been reading... none of that with nikolai around. )
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[ loud cat purr implied ]
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Oh, how I ached for you, sir! It's been my secret longing to feel your face since we met!
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But, ah... don't tell Nikolai. He might get upset.
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Oh, will he? You think so? Is he your lover?
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( hmmm!! )
Should I tell him we're just coworkers?
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[ full sigma rper now. ]
Who does he think he is? You know, there's no reason to put up with him. He sounds dangerous and weird.
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You're right. I should scold him in return. ( nods, resolved. ) Dangerous and weird are his charm points, though. My Kolya wouldn't be himself otherwise.
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[ recoils ]
Maybe you two truly are meant for each other...
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( sneering, he turns his head to look at nikolai. )
Don't you think so, Kolya?
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. . . I don't think so, no.
Rather, I hope we're not.
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( he's the worst person you know he's but he's also your wife? )
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[ but he tilts his chin so their faces are close together. ]
I should have killed the ones texting you sweet nothings, however.
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( he's so understanding, see? smile, smile. )
Aha. Maybe another time.
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[ oh… doki again… ]
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( spoken with a gentle smile while looking him right in the eye.
the part where he admits it's because nikolai can be really useful is ofc omitted. )
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[ he also omits the part where their parting is inevitable because he plans to kill fyodor one day. that's irrelevant now, when their faces are so close, and he has no choice but to lean in and kiss his lips, chaste and clean, lasting only a few lingering seconds. ]
I shall never leave you.
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for now, none of that matters.
the kiss is greeted with a small smile; he motions for nikolai to come sit with him, instead, because keeping his head turned like this is annoying. )
Will you stand behind me forever? My neck will hurt. ( :( he's delicate )
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What am I interrupting?
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I'm brushing up on my Japanese; nothing important. ( guy who doesn't need to do Alla that )
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[ here comes an arm to wrap around his shoulders. ]
Want to make out with me instead?
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First... ( he rolls one of his sleeves up, sticking his wrist up to kolya's lips. ) Your reward.
( bite :) )
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it takes him by surprise, for sure. he laughs under his breath, holding onto the offered wrist with his free hand; slender and transparent, warm and cold at the same time. a miracle of blood and heartlessness - something only possible for someone like fyodor, he thinks. ]
It's the Antiques Roadshow, coming to a town near you!
[ he wastes no time to press his tongue against the exposed skin, sinking his teeth into the soft flesh until he draws blood, immediately lapping it up to not waste a drop. ]
You did ask me not to get you dirty, after all.
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a small hiss escapes his lips, then; it's a momentary sting, immediately soothed by both the blood and the other's tongue. )
It's the books I worried about, not myself. ( and speaking of, he's going to put that book away with his free hand, turning his shoulders towards nikolai. ) You can get me dirty; I'm not pure in the first place.
( just going to... push that arm up, a little, further against nikolai's teeth. )
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