[ Lennon's heartrate raises at the other's touch, he tilts his head at the idea of filming the both of them together. He can't deny that definitely turns him on. He licks his lip, biting lightly before he nods. ]
I'll start with filming you and then... I'll join you.
[ He presses another kiss to the other's lips but quicker this time. ]
You aren't just wanting to do this because of the drinking, right?
[he knows that it must have something to do with it, or lennon wouldn't have asked. so he just shakes his head.]
Okay. What do I do? Oh, wait! Is it this?
[daeshim lies back, letting his head rest against the couch and one hand sliding slowly along his body. he looks at the other from beneath heavy-lidded eyes. yeah, he might be doing the same thing that he's seen him doing on his streams. it's effective, okay.]
[ Lennon smiles and honestly with that answer, the shake of the other's head... he's pretty sure the other's not actually all that intoxicated. Lennon's probably more drunk than he is. Which, he's pretty good at functioning while drinking.
He starts to open his mouth but stops short when the other just... starts. He reaches to turn on a camera he has, adjusting the tripod and trying not to look away from the other for even a second. Once he's satisfied with the angle he gives the other his full attention.
It doesn't matter if he's imitating what he's seen Lennon does -- it has a completely different feeling when watching Daeshim do it. ]
Tell me... what you want right now while you're touching yourself.
[his hand pauses. oh right, this isn't about putting on a show, or at least that's not all of what it's meant to be. there are also thoughts and feelings behind his actions, things that dae has to take a moment to explore as closely as he explored lennon's body.]
I want...you to like me.
[it's painfully simple. even daeshim knows that the other is looking for something a bit more, so his eyebrows draw together as he thinks about it.]
I want it to be your touch. [his expression relaxes again, his hand resuming its path until it stops over the front of his pants.] And your kiss. Not just on my lips, but everywhere else too.
[ Lennon bites his lip as he watches the other thing, as he watches the other's hand move over his body. His eyes slowly lowered to the other's groin. He smiles and maybe another time he'd drag this out, let the other really put on a show for him but...
He wants to touch and be touched. ]
I like you a lot.
[ Instead of moving onto or beside the other he kneels in front of him, pushing his legs part as he squeezes between them. His hand goes to the other's shirt pushing it up. He knows that the camera is set up to get them both in the shot.
His hands move to the other's pants and he slowly undoes them.]
[daeshim makes a sound when lennon comes to kneel in front of him. he feels warm again, and he tries not to squirm. he's not shy about being exposed, but the other's words, his promise...dae knows that he means it.
he's so rarely aware of his own heart. but it can feel it now, beating too hard and too fast. after a moment of just watching him, he slides his hand into the human's hair, letting his fingers comb through the strands of it. when his voice comes out, it's surprisingly shaky.]
There's no bad place for you to kiss me.
[not even his feet or his armpits, but he doesn't dare say this.]
[ He closes his eyes a moment when those fingers move into his hair, leaning into it and exhaling shakily. How does Daeshim always have such an effect on him even with the simplest things? He'll never understand it.
He tugs slowly at the other's clothes, intending to have him naked in the next few minutes. He wants them out of the way so he can see all of the other.
It feels like some soft of miracle he met him, that he makes him so happy. he never thought someone like Dae could exist, not just because he's fae but because of the way he cares and the way he seems to want to take care of Lennon. It's so rare. And Lennon wants to make sure that he gives the other everything he possibly can in return. ]
Maybe we'll see.
[ Lennon smiles and he leans up as he's pressing down the other's pants and he presses his lips to the other's stomach near his navel, glancing up at him. ]
[his kind are more often creatures of misfortune than miracles, malicious if slighted in the least. daeshim maybe even more than most - or at least he thinks so. all because he played a part in something that he thought he was preventing.
he was alone for a long time after, a grumpy, lonely little toadstool. but he's not alone now, and lennon wants to be with him. so of course he's becoming possessive and protective, prone to sour moods when the other isn't around enough. lennon is his, a treasure to him. he'll extend his human lifespan to stay with him.
his first reaction is a burst of unbidden laughter, so rare for him that no one's more surprised by it than daeshim himself. but then he relaxes, and the brush of the human's lips still tickles his skin, but in a different way.]
That feels nice...
[he likes that, very much, and he wants more of it everywhere.]
[ Raising an eyebrow, at first, Lennon isn't sure how to take the laughter. He has the other's pants down and finishes pulling them off and tossing them aside. He's about to pout even at being laughed at but all it takes is those words to brighten his expression again. ]
Good.
[ He murmurs, leaning down to the other's stomach again and planting some more kisses -- tongue teasing out at the other's belly button. He's contemplating whether he wants to go up or down with his kisses first, humming in thought as hands lightly caress over the other's thighs. He decides he'll kiss downward -- they have all the time they want for exploring and Lennon's got a bit of a one-track mind at the moment as his thumbs rub over the hollow of the other's hips. ]
[sorry lennon, for all your 'wtf is wrong with this fae' moments. hopefully the good makes up for it.
like the way he looks at lennon, as if the human is really the magical one. dae really doesn't know how he makes him feel the way that he does. he never knew it before. but the first time the other kissed him, touched him, it was like something lit up inside of dae.
he makes another sound, but holds himself still, wide eyes not even blinking as he watches him move down. and dae's body responds to his nearness, growing harder at the promise of having his mouth on him.]
[ The good definitely makes up for it each and every time. How can it not with the way Daeshim appreciates him, the way he looks at him like he's the only thing in the world sometimes.
He enjoys the sight of Daeshim as he works over him with his mouth. he massages his thumbs inward as he kisses and nips his way down over the other's hip bone and fingers teasing over the underwear he'd left on his fae.
He bites at his hip and then his lips ghost over the outline of the other's cock, moaning softly. ]
[his breath catches at the little bite. marking, possessiveness, that's something daeshim understands well enough. but the brush of his lips against his cock is what makes his fingers curl hard in lennon's hair.]
Why-
[the word is gasped out before he can stop it, though he might not have anyway.]
Why do you want to do this for me? Is it because I taste good?
[does it even really matter? it does to him. he knows how good it feels on his side of it, but does it feel the same to lennon?]
[ Lennon is always cataloguing the other's reactions to things in his mind so he can remember how to work him up the best, how to keep it from going to fast. He wants to know everything about the other's body and what makes him feel good. He nuzzles the length and then kisses along it again with a slight smirk. ]
I want to make you feel good... And I like how you taste.
[ He presses opened mouth kisses the length of the other's cock and then sucks at the tip of it wetting the fabric but it won't be staying on much longer. ]
[he doesn't try to hold back, not in words or reactions. it's a good but unique sensation, one that always makes him feel too warm and makes him want to move his hips. lennon's answer is half selfless, and that's the half that amazes him. he just...gives love away, without expecting anything in return. but that makes daeshim want to give it anyway.]
It would be easier if you took them off.
[the way he says it so sincerely, no teasing at all.]
[ Lennon keeps teasing him over the cloth a little longer but he realises this sort of teasing is beyond the other. He just laughs softly and presses a kiss to the other's stomach before his nimble fingers start to pull the underwear down and out of the way. ]
[he'll turn into a giant ancient forest creature right there! except he won't, because he doesn't want lennon to be afraid of him. and it would definitely interfere with their current...activities.
so he just turns red(der) instead.
he lifts his hips to help, springing free of his underwear. but his eyes stay on the other's face, focused on his mouth especially. he brushes his fingers against the human's bottom lip, feeling the softness against them.]
I like this part of you...it always makes me feel good. I like it when it says my name.
[ The denial only makes Daeshim all the more cuter to Lennon and he doesn't think that anything is going to change that for him.
Lennon's happy to get the other's underwear out of the way and his eyes drop to look at the other's cock. He closes his eyes a moment as the other's thumb presses against his lips, his heart skipping a beat. The simplest things from Daeshim always got to him the most. ]
[...yes, exactly like that. he makes a sound when lennon says his name. he's given something that's simultaneously so valuable and worthless to him. what good is a name, really?
until he hears it on his tongue. until lennon whispers it breathlessly in the darkness when he does something just right, moves just right. and then it feels priceless.]
I-
[he smiles at him, bright and honest and so rare. but then it fades away again. instead the fae is looking at him with an expression full of wonder.]
What's this feeling? Do you know?
[daeshim places a hand against his chest, right over his heart.]
[ Lennon tilts his head, looking up at the fae and waiting for him to continue, the smile... the expression that just... makes Lennon feel all warm and tingly inside. Daeshim is beyond beautiful, he's beyond imagination.
As his hand rests over the other's heart, he swears he can almost feel a beating heart there but that's not how it really works is it? But the skin is warm and... Lennon exhales softly at the question. His hand steady and not pulling away.
It's easy for him to show his feelings to Daeshim, it's a lot harder for him to say them out loud to him or to anyone for that matter for a long time. But he wonders if the other is feeling the same things that he has been and that he's been leaving unamed.
He could evade the question but knowing Daeshim it wouldn't come again. It wouldn't come when Lennon is ready to answer it. So he swallows, for a moment the other's dick forgotten and instead he kisses up his body, removes his hand and presses kisses to his chest instead. He finds his lips soon after. ]
I think it's what us humans call love.
[ Lennon whispers the words against Daeshim's lips making sure they are only for the two of them. ]
[it doesn't bother him that lennon abandons his cock and kisses his way back up to him. as nice as the pleasure was, dae's still more interested in knowing this. it feels strange and important.]
Love.
[there's only the slightest tilt of his head when lennon names it. love. his mouth forms the shape of the word again, even if he doesn't say it this time. do fae feel love? jealousy. anger. mirth. these things he's sure of, and he's pretty sure that the hopeless hollow feeling that he's known in the past is what humans call 'sadness'. and the ache when the human's not around might just be 'loneliness'.
but love. does he really love him? daeshim is vaguely aware of the other's lips still brushing against his, along with the caress of his hands as well. anyone's patience would be sharpened just from being with the fae, and he's endured him admirably.]
Okay. [that's the conclusion he reaches, blinking quickly before looking into lennon's eyes, then letting them close halfway as he kisses him again.] Then that's what I'll call it too, even if it would be just as easy to call it by your name.
[thoughts of him and the feeling in dae's chest are one and the same.]
[ Is there any sweeter way to be told that you're loved? Daeshim puts Shakespeare and all the greats to shame. He swallows heavily. Emotions he'd always run from. He'd ran away from them for so long but he'd ended up running straight into them with Daeshim. The way the other treated him made him value himself more, had allowed him to slowly open himself up to the other.
Now, he's in wonder at the fact that he's really, truly realizing that he loves Daeshim -- Daeshim loves him. There's no one else that could have drawn this out of him he's sure. ]
[dae has lived for a long time, has seen lots of strange things both enchanted and cursed before he locked himself away in his forest for so long. only lennon drew him out, and it's only lennon who can have him blinking like he's a little bit dazed. sometimes he feels like he's been hit with a spell or an illusion, even though he knows that's not really the case. the human is flesh and blood before him, a solid warmth that he can't get enough of.]
You feel the same in here?
[he touches the human's chest, tracing idle fingers against it. he's...loved?]
[ Lennon will never completely understand what it is about him that had called to Daeshim but he'll be happy it does. It's hard for him still to admit this intimacy, these feelings and allow his walls down and let Daeshim in so close.
If Daeshim left him he's not sure how he would get past it. There's only so much loss he can take. And Daeshim had brought so much of him back to life, helping revive his passion and zeal for life, to stop simply going through the motions.
His heart races to feel the other's fingers over his chest. ]
Always.
[ Lennon says softly, willing himself not to turn coward now and run. ]
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I'll start with filming you and then... I'll join you.
[ He presses another kiss to the other's lips but quicker this time. ]
You aren't just wanting to do this because of the drinking, right?
[ He has to be sure. ]
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[he knows that it must have something to do with it, or lennon wouldn't have asked. so he just shakes his head.]
Okay. What do I do? Oh, wait! Is it this?
[daeshim lies back, letting his head rest against the couch and one hand sliding slowly along his body. he looks at the other from beneath heavy-lidded eyes. yeah, he might be doing the same thing that he's seen him doing on his streams. it's effective, okay.]
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He starts to open his mouth but stops short when the other just... starts. He reaches to turn on a camera he has, adjusting the tripod and trying not to look away from the other for even a second. Once he's satisfied with the angle he gives the other his full attention.
It doesn't matter if he's imitating what he's seen Lennon does -- it has a completely different feeling when watching Daeshim do it. ]
Tell me... what you want right now while you're touching yourself.
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I want...you to like me.
[it's painfully simple. even daeshim knows that the other is looking for something a bit more, so his eyebrows draw together as he thinks about it.]
I want it to be your touch. [his expression relaxes again, his hand resuming its path until it stops over the front of his pants.] And your kiss. Not just on my lips, but everywhere else too.
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He wants to touch and be touched. ]
I like you a lot.
[ Instead of moving onto or beside the other he kneels in front of him, pushing his legs part as he squeezes between them. His hand goes to the other's shirt pushing it up. He knows that the camera is set up to get them both in the shot.
His hands move to the other's pants and he slowly undoes them.]
I'll kiss you in a lot of good places.
[ He promises. ]
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he's so rarely aware of his own heart. but it can feel it now, beating too hard and too fast. after a moment of just watching him, he slides his hand into the human's hair, letting his fingers comb through the strands of it. when his voice comes out, it's surprisingly shaky.]
There's no bad place for you to kiss me.
[not even his feet or his armpits, but he doesn't dare say this.]
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He tugs slowly at the other's clothes, intending to have him naked in the next few minutes. He wants them out of the way so he can see all of the other.
It feels like some soft of miracle he met him, that he makes him so happy. he never thought someone like Dae could exist, not just because he's fae but because of the way he cares and the way he seems to want to take care of Lennon. It's so rare. And Lennon wants to make sure that he gives the other everything he possibly can in return. ]
Maybe we'll see.
[ Lennon smiles and he leans up as he's pressing down the other's pants and he presses his lips to the other's stomach near his navel, glancing up at him. ]
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he was alone for a long time after, a grumpy, lonely little toadstool. but he's not alone now, and lennon wants to be with him. so of course he's becoming possessive and protective, prone to sour moods when the other isn't around enough. lennon is his, a treasure to him. he'll extend his human lifespan to stay with him.
his first reaction is a burst of unbidden laughter, so rare for him that no one's more surprised by it than daeshim himself. but then he relaxes, and the brush of the human's lips still tickles his skin, but in a different way.]
That feels nice...
[he likes that, very much, and he wants more of it everywhere.]
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Good.
[ He murmurs, leaning down to the other's stomach again and planting some more kisses -- tongue teasing out at the other's belly button. He's contemplating whether he wants to go up or down with his kisses first, humming in thought as hands lightly caress over the other's thighs. He decides he'll kiss downward -- they have all the time they want for exploring and Lennon's got a bit of a one-track mind at the moment as his thumbs rub over the hollow of the other's hips. ]
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like the way he looks at lennon, as if the human is really the magical one. dae really doesn't know how he makes him feel the way that he does. he never knew it before. but the first time the other kissed him, touched him, it was like something lit up inside of dae.
he makes another sound, but holds himself still, wide eyes not even blinking as he watches him move down. and dae's body responds to his nearness, growing harder at the promise of having his mouth on him.]
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He enjoys the sight of Daeshim as he works over him with his mouth. he massages his thumbs inward as he kisses and nips his way down over the other's hip bone and fingers teasing over the underwear he'd left on his fae.
He bites at his hip and then his lips ghost over the outline of the other's cock, moaning softly. ]
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Why-
[the word is gasped out before he can stop it, though he might not have anyway.]
Why do you want to do this for me? Is it because I taste good?
[does it even really matter? it does to him. he knows how good it feels on his side of it, but does it feel the same to lennon?]
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I want to make you feel good... And I like how you taste.
[ He presses opened mouth kisses the length of the other's cock and then sucks at the tip of it wetting the fabric but it won't be staying on much longer. ]
Am I making you feel good?
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[he doesn't try to hold back, not in words or reactions. it's a good but unique sensation, one that always makes him feel too warm and makes him want to move his hips. lennon's answer is half selfless, and that's the half that amazes him. he just...gives love away, without expecting anything in return. but that makes daeshim want to give it anyway.]
It would be easier if you took them off.
[the way he says it so sincerely, no teasing at all.]
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You're... so cute sometimes.
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[he'll turn into a giant ancient forest creature right there! except he won't, because he doesn't want lennon to be afraid of him. and it would definitely interfere with their current...activities.
so he just turns red(der) instead.
he lifts his hips to help, springing free of his underwear. but his eyes stay on the other's face, focused on his mouth especially. he brushes his fingers against the human's bottom lip, feeling the softness against them.]
I like this part of you...it always makes me feel good. I like it when it says my name.
[sometimes that's all it takes.]
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Lennon's happy to get the other's underwear out of the way and his eyes drop to look at the other's cock. He closes his eyes a moment as the other's thumb presses against his lips, his heart skipping a beat. The simplest things from Daeshim always got to him the most. ]
Daeshim...
[ He murmurs nipping at the other's thumb. ]
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until he hears it on his tongue. until lennon whispers it breathlessly in the darkness when he does something just right, moves just right. and then it feels priceless.]
I-
[he smiles at him, bright and honest and so rare. but then it fades away again. instead the fae is looking at him with an expression full of wonder.]
What's this feeling? Do you know?
[daeshim places a hand against his chest, right over his heart.]
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As his hand rests over the other's heart, he swears he can almost feel a beating heart there but that's not how it really works is it? But the skin is warm and... Lennon exhales softly at the question. His hand steady and not pulling away.
It's easy for him to show his feelings to Daeshim, it's a lot harder for him to say them out loud to him or to anyone for that matter for a long time. But he wonders if the other is feeling the same things that he has been and that he's been leaving unamed.
He could evade the question but knowing Daeshim it wouldn't come again. It wouldn't come when Lennon is ready to answer it. So he swallows, for a moment the other's dick forgotten and instead he kisses up his body, removes his hand and presses kisses to his chest instead. He finds his lips soon after. ]
I think it's what us humans call love.
[ Lennon whispers the words against Daeshim's lips making sure they are only for the two of them. ]
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Love.
[there's only the slightest tilt of his head when lennon names it. love. his mouth forms the shape of the word again, even if he doesn't say it this time. do fae feel love? jealousy. anger. mirth. these things he's sure of, and he's pretty sure that the hopeless hollow feeling that he's known in the past is what humans call 'sadness'. and the ache when the human's not around might just be 'loneliness'.
but love. does he really love him? daeshim is vaguely aware of the other's lips still brushing against his, along with the caress of his hands as well. anyone's patience would be sharpened just from being with the fae, and he's endured him admirably.]
Okay. [that's the conclusion he reaches, blinking quickly before looking into lennon's eyes, then letting them close halfway as he kisses him again.] Then that's what I'll call it too, even if it would be just as easy to call it by your name.
[thoughts of him and the feeling in dae's chest are one and the same.]
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Now, he's in wonder at the fact that he's really, truly realizing that he loves Daeshim -- Daeshim loves him. There's no one else that could have drawn this out of him he's sure. ]
And I would call it Daeshim.
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You feel the same in here?
[he touches the human's chest, tracing idle fingers against it. he's...loved?]
Always? Or only for now?
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If Daeshim left him he's not sure how he would get past it. There's only so much loss he can take. And Daeshim had brought so much of him back to life, helping revive his passion and zeal for life, to stop simply going through the motions.
His heart races to feel the other's fingers over his chest. ]
Always.
[ Lennon says softly, willing himself not to turn coward now and run. ]
As long as you'll keep my heart safe.