circuitice | CALL ME OUT

[ well.

he's in a bit of a bind, what with the whole... monster thing. and the lack of indulging in his normal inclinations, that it's giving him a bit of a headache. he should-- probably go wander around without a shirt or something.

start a drinking game.

make terrible choices.

But right now, he's just in that ideation phase. ]

[ the dormitories are quiet this afternoon, and the scent of coffee wafts across the space. tighnari is sitting comfortably on one of the squashy sofas, sipping from a mug, with several books open around him. it's a nice afternoon. you know, for reverie.

he hears kaeya's footfalls before he sees him, and they sound.. agitated, uncomfortable, which is always a little bit alarming in this place, but he has no reason to panic, at the moment. one tall ear twitches toward him when kaeya appears, and tighnari glances up from his reading.

hm. his scent is off, too. ]

Everything all right?

[ Ah, he looks up when he hears Tighnari call out, and sighs dramatically, hamming up his very real frustration. ]

I'm trying to think of what to do to solve a conundrum. How gauche is it to try to seduce someone after the most recent game pitting us up against each other?

[ at that, tighnari snorts, his tone dry. leaning away from his book, he props one elbow on the arm of the sofa, and rests his cheek against his knuckles. ]

Not at all, I think, but that's only my opinion. It's a good way to blow off excess steam while reconnecting with what is most important, here - sticking together.

[ he laughs and slides next to him, not really thinking. only reacting to the openness he's being shown-- while his monster urges him on, to sate this thirst he's feeling. just one kiss. ]

How libertine. Physical pain and physical pleasure can go together, after all.

[ kaeya slinks over to sit beside him, and tighnari arches a brow, his smile curving. that his own monster resonates quite well with the conversation is.. irrelevant, all right. ]

They can, and often do. Many people appreciate both at once. Are you one of them?

[ a beat. ]

Forgive me, it's an inappropriate question.

No, it's an instructive question.

And the answer is yes.

[ he leans in close, ]

An edge of pain only helps to heighten the pleasure, in my experience.

[ kaeya leans in close enough that he can easily catch his spicy scent, and tighnari chuckles softly, before he's closing the book that lays open across his lap. ]

I can't say I'm surprised to hear it. You seem the type.

[ tighnari's eyelids lower; kaeya has his full interest now. ]

I take it you found your target.

Only if you're interested.

[ he is from the land of freedom, after all. but still, he does want to reach over and lock his lips against Tighnari's. Practically salivating at the thought.

do it. ]

[ tighnari makes him wait for it, his gaze sweeping down kaeya's face and body, then back up again to meet his eyes. the nymph within him stirs, but tighnari is still in control of himself. it hardly took kaeya long to settle on a target, hmm? tighnari slides the book from his lap and shifts, leaning in close, his breath gusting against kaeya's lips. ]

.. I'm interested.

Oh, good.

[ he says, as he closes the gap between their lips, his monster reveling. it feels like a shot of pure dopamine, a shot of electric down the spine.

And Kaeya hooks his fingers into Tighnari's shirt, pulling him closer ]

[ kaeya is bold, sweeping in to press their mouths together, and that's just as well; tighnari appreciates the confidence. he's bold, too. bold, and forward, and happy to seize the things he wants.

which is why his hands move to kaeya's face, bracketing his jaw with long, padded fingers as he tilts his head, slotting their mouths more readily together, lips parted around a breath before those hands drop, smoothing down kaeya's chest. he's warm beneath his clothes, and tighnari can hear the way his heart pounds. ]

[ his monster thrills at this, activating its power, even though, honestly, there's no need for it. aphrodisiacs flowing through the kiss-- but Tighnari's hands are a welcome feeling.

he starts to pull off the extra garments, sliding his hands down his shoulders, and then back up to pull at his shirt.

and then he shifts on his knees to attempt to press him down at the same time. ]

[ no, the aphrodisiacs are not necessary, but they certainly help to.. lubricate the situation, as it were.

tighnari thinks, perhaps, that they ought to move somewhere else, to one of their rooms, rather than fucking right here and now on the common room sofa, but.. between the aphrodisiacs, and his nymph whispering that the thrill of being caught makes this all the sweeter, well - he isn't stopping. at least at this time of the evening, most everyone is tucked into bed.

so rather than suggest it, he helps, tugging his light linen shirt over his head and tossing it aside. he's.. surprisingly scarred, beneath, but that's of no consequence right now. with a low hum, tighnari shoves back, challenging kaeya without breaking the kiss, attempting to climb into his lap. ]

[ Kaeya isn't expecting for Tighnari to push back, but deep in the back of his lust addled mind-- maybe he should have been. He could blame it on thinking too much with his dick, later.

for now, he slips back, their limbs a bit tangled together.

and he nips at his lower lip, sharp and stinging, his retribution for it.

he wants more, though, with both of them still entirely too clothed, and his need pressing against his pants ]

[ tighnari is, of course, an assertive man, unafraid to seize what he wants with both hands, and this is no exception. kaeya will find that he can be quite demanding. the bite to his lip earns a low, soft sound, and tighnari only dives harder into the kiss for it as he straddles kaeya's slim hips, and grinds their laps together.

he can feel it - the hard heat between kaeya's thighs, and it's enough to make tighnari's body feel tight with heat and want. both hands smooth down kaeya's chest, pushing his jacket open and tugging his shirt upwards so he can get his hands beneath it, pressing soft, padded palms against warm skin. ]

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