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lifeaftr2018-01-02 05:26 pm
crosslaced) wrote in lifeaftr2018-01-02 05:26 pm
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but your love’s too good to lose [closed]
Who: Laurent
crosslaced and Damen dedamastai What:
When: first few days of January idk??
Where: Islet #1 Cottage #1
Warnings: gay.
[They've settled in as best as he could manage. The cottage behind the Chocobros’ can more than fit two, and has been refitted to that purpose; the supplies are more organised, they've found lights for nighttime, and what was once a tent has been turned into a canopy. That area is the most furnished, with feathers and a spread of furs, because even if Laurent has to suffer on Trashbag Island he's not going to just sleep on dirt.
It's not Arles, but it's something. He's also not sure what Damen has against Ignis, but he's taking this in steps.
Today’s agenda is full as always, and on the list is checking up on his Akleion. when Laurent enters the cottage he looks out for Damen- and interestingly, he carries with him half a dozen of the mana pool’s narcissus flowers.]
The Jormun have given notice about the sun. It's expected to set in two weeks.
Do you think we’re ready?
[It could be ‘we’ as the two of them or as the offworlders as a whole. Do you think we’re ready?]
no subject
Yes, so I wouldn't pawn you off on them.
[pensively,] That one is… friendly. He's more like Erasmus than he is me.
[Was this the right comparison? He's thinking of how Prompto has a same eagerness to please, a… similar softness. But who knows how much of this came from Erasmus’ training. Prompto would make a fair consort, he thinks, but a consort is very much different from a slave.
Besides, Damen has a precedented preference for viciousness. Which is ridiculous, but it gives him some security in his position.]
i'm sorry
I wouldn't. [He reaches out, hand settling over Laurent's wrist and covering the cuff there.] Even when I'm angry with you, you're still the only one I want. This was supposed to wait until after the upcoming battle, but -
[He reaches for his knapsack, digging through it one-handed before pulling out six books and setting them in Laurent's lap.]
For you. They're not what I asked for, but I'm told the Storyteller is like that sometimes.
1/2
I didn't mean-
[It's not like he's upset with Damen or anything, he’s not. It's only that there are standards in choosing a partner -a king’s mate especially- and if Damen were to set eyes on Lunafreya and realise how brighter she glows Laurent would be hurt, grievously, but would he really blame him? It’s just a fact of life. Much like how nobody would want a feral horse who is wild, unmanageable, and frankly an asshole.
Nobody except Damianos, reassuring him immediately, giving him- books.
The gem on his cuff- the source of his magic, he'd said, the mark of his contract- tingles with nervous energy. If Damen looks, it's shimmering like a blue-tinted mother-of-pearl - the colour has brightened into something almost white.
Those are books and he receives them with the feeling of a corkscrew driven into his chest.]
no subject
gg]
no subject
[Damen gestures at the books. They sure exist and he's pretty sure someone gets fucked by a horse in one of them which probably means the Storyteller is making fun of Laurent, but Damen is going to give them the benefit of the doubt. Laurent does like horses, if not like that, so maybe it's just some weird cultural thing he doesn't understand. Maybe this is just what literature is like, here.]
The fact that they're books was the important thing.
nsfw text alert
“Suddenly, I'm completely lost in a mass of pounding erections and cold scaly flesh.”
[brb laughing again.]