[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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[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.