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[He just... holds him for a minute, gently petting his hair, warm and calm.]

...Are there any game tasks you want to try?

[Somewhat muffled by the fact that his face is still pressed into Cobalt's chest:]

...I think you're really attractive.

[He is. Very embarrassed,]

Edited 2020-05-10 23:29 (UTC)

[well that makes one of them because Cobalt is absolutely giddy with joy

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!!]

[...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]

[What if he just dies, what then,]

[perish]

May I kiss you?

...what's taking you so long?

[tips Thorn's chin up and kisses him, still overloaded with joy]

[Snakes a hand up to take Cobalt by the collar so he can pull him down and kiss him more thoroughly]

[His emotions are still all over the place, almost giddy, with a backdrop feedback loop of mildly terrified by how vulnerable that makes him]

[He leans into it, kissing deeply and enthusiastically, full of love and reassurance and attraction and desire and warmth and want and--]

[Makes a soft sound into the kiss, a little overwhelmed]

[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]

[Those giddy fond feelings, all warmth and want ~~and mild terror~~, spike up a notch or ten in response to the feelings h's picking up from Cobalt]

[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]

Are there -- any other tasks you'd, like to try?

Yeah.

[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.

Then he start on his pants.]

[It is Very Effective]

[Cobalt can feel that quite intimately, actually]

[This is the best game?!?!

He undoes his fly and slips his pants off his hips, letting them drop to the floor. He steps out of his shoes and socks, leaving his pile of clothes on the floor behind him.

Wearing nothing but a clinging pair of boxer-briefs and a key necklace, he stands before Thorn, allowing himself to be seen while yearning to be touched.]

[Thorn's eyes drift up and down, taking in the view. He licks his lips, carefully]

[Visually, there is not much of a tell, aside from the fact that his pants are probably actually too tight, at this point]

[Emotionally, things are MUCH louder]

[He approaches, moving slowly. He slips one arm around Thorn's waist, tips up his chin, and kisses him.]

[He slides his hands slowly up Cobalt's chest, responding to that yearning for touch - leans up into the kiss, slow and exploratory]

[He shivers. Even this gentle touch on his chest is so welcome it's making him positively ache with want.

He keeps his kisses calm -- deceptively so, compared to how he's feeling -- matching Thorn's pace with his own, threading his fingers through his hair.]

...Want to... shower together...?

Or is that too far...?

[He means to say that he wants to, but not here]

[But he wants something, urgently, and the longer they stand like this, the more their combined desire builds, the closer he comes to changing his mind]

[Finally, a little breathy:]

...I'm not taking everything off, though.

Mm.

Just enough so I can wash your hair.

[Attempting to lead him toward the bathroom.]

[Hesitates, then nods and follows after him]

...nice bathroom.

It is nice.

[he inspects it a little.]

By the way... I put in for my own private bathroom, attached to my room.

So if you ever want to, once it comes in...

[he doesn't finish that thought, but his feelings should make it EXTREMELY CLEAR where he's going with that]

...yeah. Yeah, okay.

That sounds nice.

That's for later, though.

For now...

[He turns back toward Thorn and approaches him again. Belly to belly, he leans forward to kiss the side of his neck.]

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