[There isn't anyone else around, so he's going out on a limb, here -- Gentle, he reaches out and takes Thorn's hand, all love and reassurance and understanding.]
[The love he gets back the other way is more stilted - like he's trying very hard to slam on the brakes and can't, quite - but it's there all the same]
For being so patient and gentle. For being here with me. For being who you are.
...I know this may come as a shock after everything that's happened today, but I care about you more than anything. And I want to stay by your side as long as you'll have me.
[...oh no, now he's having feelings about Cobalt's feelings, and how he made Cobalt have feelings, and how Cobalt is now feeling these feelings about him having feels]
[this feedback loop really is a lot; his emotions are already overwhelming, but feeling Thorn getting overwhelmed, feeling the way Thorn feels for him in return, is giving him some kind of unbelievable euphoric high. More and more he wants to escalate, to push him back against the bed and slide his hands up under his shirt, to abandon the game in favor of tasting the salt of his skin and seeing what it's like to experience twice the pleasure at once.
But he can also sense the edge of fear mixed in -- the vulnerability, the terror-- and he respects the boundaries Thorn put in place. So instead he reels himself in again, carding fingers through Thorn's hair, breathless]
[He licks at his lips - gives Cobalt a very long, very deliberate once-over. If he wasn't turned on enough on is own, feeling how much Cobalt wants to act on it would have been plenty]
Something - from the 5-point tier. You can choose.
[Hey can he just say that physically feeling how turned on Thorn is is the best thing ever?
Which is to say he takes a step back where Thorn can see him, looks at him through lovestruck eyes, and starts removing his shirt. First the buttons, one by one, until his shirt hangs open... then he peels it off one shoulder, then the other, letting the shirt slide off his back and onto the floor.
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[Hesitates. There is some mixture of want and anticipation and also self-consciousness, at being here where the audience can see]
...I don't want to. Go too far here, though. Okay?
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Of course.
I don't want to do anything you don't want to do.
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...thanks.
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[He gives Thorn's hand a little reassuring squeeze, and orders a room off the board at random.]
Also, I think this place has room service, so we could just order up some snacks and chill out for a bit, if we wanted.
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Just... let's move, before too long. Okay?
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All I want to do is make you happy.
[he leads him through the hotel to whatever room he claimed, ushers Thorn inside, and shuts the door.]
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[But he is genuinely touched - a little taken off-balance]
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[He pulls Thorn in and wraps him in a hug, overflowing with love and adoration]
...Thank you. So much.
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For what?
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For being so patient and gentle. For being here with me. For being who you are.
...I know this may come as a shock after everything that's happened today, but I care about you more than anything. And I want to stay by your side as long as you'll have me.
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[But he wants that, and he wants this, and how badly he wants it feels a little like panic, spiraling out of control]
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...Are there any game tasks you want to try?
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...I think you're really attractive.
[He is. Very embarrassed,]
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He doesn't even know what to say because he may burst??? So he. just. squeezes Thorn tight and kisses the top of his head.
He's really stupidly happy. Thorn's made him very happy!! That's just the kind of day he's having, it seems!!]
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[What if he just dies, what then,]
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May I kiss you?
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[His emotions are still all over the place, almost giddy, with a backdrop feedback loop of mildly terrified by how vulnerable that makes him]
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[There is a part of him that wants to run like hell, but there is another part of him that tells it very loudly to shut the hell up]
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But he can also sense the edge of fear mixed in -- the vulnerability, the terror-- and he respects the boundaries Thorn put in place. So instead he reels himself in again, carding fingers through Thorn's hair, breathless]
Are there -- any other tasks you'd, like to try?
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[He licks at his lips - gives Cobalt a very long, very deliberate once-over. If he wasn't turned on enough on is own, feeling how much Cobalt wants to act on it would have been plenty]
Something - from the 5-point tier. You can choose.
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Which is to say he takes a step back where Thorn can see him, looks at him through lovestruck eyes, and starts removing his shirt. First the buttons, one by one, until his shirt hangs open... then he peels it off one shoulder, then the other, letting the shirt slide off his back and onto the floor.
Then he start on his pants.]
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[Cobalt can feel that quite intimately, actually]
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